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ace the child – 6′ deep. lyrics

all my life i spend just wondering why
all my life i spend just wondering why

yeah, i spent all my life wondering why i’m always different
wanna be on tv, but i got homies with some stranger addictions
i got priorities, but most importantly i got visions
and i got bills i gotta pay, so i hope they stephon dig it
i got angels all around me, i needed them panoramic lights
keep my vision silent, i’m practicing my miranda rights
hit his pockets quick as the wicks on his future candle light
when i feed my future, i’m sacrificing the afterlife, uh
i still praise the lord like i was 12 again
medicine, breath on my cousin cause we ain’t lеt him in
wonder why some lives arе entirely filled with detriment
if god really loved me he’d confiscate ++++ sedatives
got all of this pain but despite it
i wonder why i always feel so d+mn content when i’m writing
i wonder if it’s cause i’ve never had no one to confide in
they always say they got yo back
but what you don’t realize is they stuck they knife in, muhf+cka, muhf+cka

why all this sh+t happen to me, you feel me?
all this type of sh+t
all these people hating on me, saying i don’t rap no more and sh+t
oh, i’ll show them some
each supernatural occurrence depicted in this film has its origin in fact
only the names and places have been changed to protect the innocent
and any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is purely coincidental

let’s get it, uh
gotta get it, gotta get it
know i been out for a minute
but i’m still better than half of the rappers who claiming this city
did it all in a civic
sweating bullets in the whip, tryina record
sun hotter than a b+tch
letting go the whole clip, putting in more
just to air it out again
picky with the instrumentals and eventually i stumble on a gold mine
got a dream where i’m counting money like a mathematician, but without a co+sign
want the mansion with the sp+ce cause a mothaf+cka made it all in no time
got a couple homies who could roll by with the 45 like it’s 05, but i never had it
that may be cause i got blessed more than i deserve
i got that good taste like a chef’s pallet, so they know the sh+t i’m boutta serve
put in that work on a hot day, gotta get paid, if i’m not merked
digging my sound when i’m covered in dirt
showing me love when i’m under the earth, mothaf+cka

all my life i spend just wondering why
all my life i spend just wondering why

- ace the child lyrics

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