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Birds when I′m looking out the window
And I see your face, but I can't let go
Everybody ′tryna be a hero
Stop playing games, you can't save me now
House from house, and wall to wall
I can't do it anymore
And I tried so hard not to think ′bout it, I fold onto the floor

Heard she fucking with me, she go everywhere I go, yeah
And it′s a cold world, but I know my heart gets colder
I put on a mask and leave the house like it's October
Does it feel good when you know you getting older?
I don′t-I don't wanna talk, I′d rather put down the controller
And my new fan, back then, used to be a troller
My old bitch, forgot everything I told her
Not no T-shirt, we gon' put him on a poster-er


(Go) Talk tough, and it′s reload
Posted up with Delta, or I'm posted with the C-4
Jugg his shit, don't think he need more
Twenty bands, PayPal, the shit I love to see, boy
Thought he made it out the gutter, it′s a decoy
Running with the burner, step up to me, you get destroyed
He said he want smoke, but I know he ′bout to fold
Opposition getting sold, I'm not for it, your fault
I′m the one who's getting calls
I don′t answer, 'cause I′m not the one to stall
T-Tell lil' bro, "Come get involved"
And it's gonna be the last time he talks
But we not talking at all
Thought I couldn′t do it, but I love to prove them wrong
Nobody wanna ask you, get him, get him gone
Don′t try, take the fall (Go-)

But I'm used to it
I saw-I saw way too much, it made me sick
I say I don′t give a fuck, but it still hits
I don't know if I can live life like this
But I grow up, in the fast lane
You gon′ see me doing donuts
I got two lives, like I hit a fucking bonus
Tarantino movie, when I pull up, do the most, bruh
I don't know them, why they acting like they know us?

Heard she fucking with me, she go everywhere I go, yeah
And it′s a cold world, but I know my heart gets colder
I put on a mask and leave the house like it's October
Does it feel good when you know you getting older?
I don't-I don′t wanna talk, I′d rather put down the controller
And my new fan, back then, used to be a troller
My old bitch, forgot everything I told her
Not no T-shirt, we gon' put him on a post-post-post—


Picture from picture, all up in my wall, and-
I′m a winner, but maybe not at all, because-
Hold onto the act up until it falls
Eighteen, still mad when they call my—