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ace the child - breathe lyrics

[bridge]
imma big dog, you can give me no sh-t
i earn everything myself, like i’m joseph
i learned everything my own, i’ve been on nothing
my mother been loving me since two-thousand and something

[chorus]
can’t remember myself, can’t remember my wealth
can’t remember why i started rapping, was it my health?
was i mentally exhausted from all the pain i felt?
this is me, what i’ve done, and my past is h-ll

[verse 1]
so don’t step in the realm of pretending like you know me
because i don’t even know myself, since like ‘03
i’ve felt, like can i get a little help
i needa ask for more sh-t
but life’s loosing sediment
even with a residence
too hard for loosing relatives
so much for loosing her again
i think i’m loosing my head in it
i know i’m loosing my head in this
sh-t i’ve been too imbedded in
have i been too irrelevant
have i been too selfish, sh-t
i can’t tell you what i want no more
my girl told me w-ssup after a month of war
while my heart still sore
and my arteries burned
i’ve been contemplating getting back on drugs but i’ve heard
that sh-t is just getting worse
should be better by now
eternally stressed right now
feel like i distanced myself
so much that i’ve been thinking bout
the times i wasn’t in h-ll
and i cared about health
and how im f-cking dressing
and appearance, but recently been apparent
that i’ve been caring bout nothing
give me sign or something
that i’ve been loosing some things
and projects i been forgetting
my main excuse is “i’m busy,”
i’m renegading my reasons
truth has always been a home but feel like renting, i’m sending
messages to new girls but they say they ain’t receive sh-t
these b-tches change like seasons
allergic to situations
that dig me, but not my secrets
i’m fighting to keep on breathing
i’m fighting but ain’t pleading

[verse 2]
it’s time to change our hair back to normal
or stairs ain’t normal no more though
what’s fair ain’t of this world, no pluto
i’m capricorn, you virgo
y’all thick as crisco, this so
sickos under street poles y’all don’t
know what
goes down in the f-cking sink holes
there’s holes in both lungs so i’m having trouble breathing
and i can’t help seeing
you with another relation
making me think no
-thing it’s too f-cking humid
like a desert cupid
who dehydrated
and stuck me the wrong arrow
i don’t want this no more so lord don’t let me die slow suffocating
(f-ck)

- ace the child lyrics

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