| Body fatigued, I got this hunger |
| Addiction getting stronger |
| Person in the mirror looking back at me |
| I no longer recognize who I see |
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| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
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| (True story) Came in the game blind feet first |
| Shots fly by you when the heat burst |
| Left all alone, mama went to work |
| And she work, on a stripper poke |
| And a nigga left for like ten dollars |
| Wouldn't even give a nigga ten dollars |
| And the rent most likely twenty-five |
| Section 8, government assistance |
| Government cheese that came in blocks |
| Peanut butter with the clear top |
| Little red nigga with dirty clothes |
| Scuffed sneakers, tube socks |
| My uncle really was a drug dealer |
| Knots of money with a-two cocks |
| I'm a first day of battle on the way to school |
| Told my teacher, whole school shot |
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| Body fatigued, I got this hunger |
| Addiction getting stronger |
| Person in the mirror looking back at me |
| I no longer recognize who I see |
|
| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? (Ooh) |
| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? (True story) |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? (True story) |
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| Grandfather died, I said fuck school |
| Me and Nook hustle, nigga what school? |
| All my uncles with the prison notice |
| But I'm missing nobody else to look up to |
| Gave my heart to my first love |
| On East Buchanan my heart was trampled |
| Did juvenile time, wrote her letters |
| But still was letting big boys smash her |
| Like, what the fuck? Ain't no violent silence |
| Brother came home by the time I came home |
| Wasn't two months, and a nigga killed him |
| Malachi went with me, I did the bidding |
| No headstone, no one remembers |
| 2003, I try to block it out |
| Heart full of hurt in a real cold world |
| Flay tried to love me, no love allowed |
| I'm out of bounds |
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| Body fatigued, I got this hunger |
| Addiction getting stronger |
| Person in the mirror looking back at me |
| I no longer recognize who I see |
|
| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? (Ooh) |
| In a crowded room of people they don't trust, and I won't either |
| Thinking maybe I'll be different later on (Ooh) |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
| But why do I still feel so all alone? |
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