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reverie – no chaser كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1: reverie]
f_ck sleep
i can’t stop thinking ‘bout my problems
i should be in therapy
instead, i write raps that never f_cken solve em
i’m evolving
i am broken
life was sweet
but then she cut me open
today got no focus
i swear yesterday was golden
i’m so deep in my addictions
i been feening
i been smoking
i been dreaming
i been joking
hate when people think i’m stupid
but i play the part
i cut my wrists up
when i’m making art
i try my best to keep it real
the critics make it hard
got these health issues i ain’t talking to the public ‘bout
hate this depression
in this session, i do love it now
i just gotta writе it out
ain’t got sh_t to lie about
i been fighting demons for no reason
this sh_t trеason
people so f_cken fake
i can’t believe it, makes me sick
wanna use me for my fame
sh_t on my name
go suck a d_ck
i don’t trust no one
not even myself
i’m bout to roll one
hundred dollar bills lay on the mirror
bout to blow up
de’javu
i’m back to sniffing lines ease the pain
what can i say
i guess some things never change, miss reverie
look where you started
throwing it all away
are you r_t_rded
fentanyl hidden in all the fake getaways
that sh_t garbage
people wanna see me break under the pressure
get your phones out
i’m gon put a mothaf_cken show
it’s ‘bout to go down
stay the f_ck up out my face
i’m ready to sw_ng on everything
very strange
my city on my back
i rep on everyday
north east los angeles
home of the stars and scandalous
cameras, city lights
fast paced city life
i’m a gangsta b_tch
i been through h_ll and back
that’s a fact
all these studio gangstas out here capping when they selling raps
i am just a person when i sleep inside my bed alone
hate being in love
it make me sick
it’s like a stepping stone
obsession is a weapon
my depression is perfection
i am flawed
feel like a peasant
i’m a boss
but i still i question my worth
cus i put up with sh_t i don’t deserve
it’s always people we’d die for
in the end they leave us hurt
that’s life
she loves to tell a joke
but then she’ll break you down
i was flying so high
but now i’m on the ground
look at me now
feel so sorry for myself
it’s pathetic
i don’t talk to no one about this sh_t
they just don’t get it
i feel so much better cus right now i’m in the studio
why would i go to therapy
when i could write a movie, hoe
please say a prayer for me
careful what you saying to me
actually don’t pay me no mind
unless it’s checks ur paying to me
i am just a poet from the streets
i’m insane
drinking till i fade away
cus i can’t numb the f_cken pain

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