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fousey, crashout yse - first day out lyrics

[intro]
i am exhausted, man
i’ve been trying to tell you guys since like 2011
listen, dear internet
i used to wish for help (i used to)
now i just wish ’em well (i do)
i’m the type to pick you up before i stand myself (i do)
so close to always succeeding, then i always fail (okay)
don’t listen to the drama, it’s all hype (always)
left some more friends, they wasn’t right (all of ’em)
how you stay through the sun, but not the night? (that’s crazy)
g7, more fly than a kite
i just wanna speak my peace (i do)
can’t imagine the promises i keep with peoplе i ain’t even talked to in weeks
don’t еven check on me to see
sometimes i wish they’d let me be
but how? because i’m the backbone they fall on
if it wasn’t me, guarantee they’d be all gone
get her hot every time i prove ‘em all wrong
i prove ‘em all wrong

[verse]
they freed the wrong hitter
came in the psych house, walked out with 8 figures
i just wanted my meds, she wanted to take pictures
i can’t even trust these hoes, they on the same mission
they think i’m crazy, i’m a maniac
so much i charge it to the game, i’m still paying back
they don’t like the truth, because i be stating facts
they say it’s k!ll or be k!lled, and i’m okay with that
stream 24 hours, i’m so locked in
i’m a triple threat when i feel boxed in
don’t call me ‘bout no b+tch if she ain’t top ten
i been somewhere overseas making content
heard they tryna clone me, but they can’t, ain’t the same
hit blue moon and put ‘bout 40 in they face—patty cake
bald head, they might mistake me for a tate
100k just for me to come and touchdown in your state, ayy
don’t try to play me, ain’t no student, who you testing?
when i say go, they ain’t gone listen, ain’t no question
i been flexing with investments
i might pull up left chop, you get the message?
[outro]
you get the message?
ayy, you little g1 weenie, you get the message now?
listen, you might not like my music
then why the h+ll are you listening to the outro of my song, my brother?
you’re a fan, you’re a fan, you’re a fan
eminem would call you a motherf+cking stan
you’re a fan

i’m ‘bout to fly to j+pan with my girl
dueces

- fousey crashout yse lyrics

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