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imp (@theuncannyimp) - *69 lyrics

[verse 1]
hey key! i know you weren’t expecting this
lately haven’t been a good friend, i’ve been testin’ sh-t
out, haven’t called, i been stuck in my headsp-ce
makin’ headroom for tracks i wouldn’t mixdown, pullin’ deadweight
when not lyin’ bed, makes
maybe 2 months i last went out my way to fall through
how’s your brothers? how’s your mom? how’s your dog too?
last we spoke, you quit your job, i hope all’s cool
i was on the hunt for ol’ dude that robbed you
he chillin’ at his bro’s house, in fact i have no doubt
ready to dub on sight, no “hey you!” to call out
hit me back when you get this, blessings from above to you
til i hear from you, it’s peace, much love to you

[verse 2]
hey momma. i know things ain’t the same, momma
but that’s just facts of life, different strokes, i’ve changed momma
i’ve got bills and aspirations that i ain’t make, momma
i know you’re worried for me while i’m out in these skreets, momma
you’re smothering me with gas, i’m just tryna breathe, momma
your and my ideas on how my life should be don’t agree, momma
sometimes i wanna curse you out and tell you to leave, momma
… i love you. but sometimes, i don’t think i should trust you
i know you just want me in the picture
but i can’t always be that way, your frame was never one i’d fit to
i’m stepping out again, i know you’re mad, i’ll miss you
but if i can’t come as i am, then i’ll just have to miss you
runnin’ astray, i’m older now, i can’t convince you
i’m not a baby no more. you’ll just have to reminisce, cool

[verse 3]
hey darrius
you don’t look too well, it must be serious
you haven’t been to therapy in like 6 or 7
months, not weeks, you’re about due for a session
smoking like crazy, like good health is just another rouse
but, no big deal, just another lung to lose
can’t stay forever young, you ain’t lost boi., you’re lost
a sober addict, hiding covert from ya attic
drinking way too many brews to to cope with ya bruises
good news is, ya crew’s a call away for improvement
but you holding it all in, being a nuisance
staying drunk all the time is you tying your own noose, kid
pick up the phone, call me, should face the music
being emotionally stunted is childish, you outgrew this
you can’t be imp when darrius ain’t all right
so when nothing’s left, it falls on you to put up the fight
go on, make ya bed, take ya meds
look in the mirror, ask yourself “how ya been?”
call ya friends, they worried, and they could probably use one too
many missed calls and voicemails to run through
self care ain’t optional, the hermit life’s impossible
and there’s a lot to do, don’t be your own obstacle
i might as well be talking to myself, heed my words
i’m hanging up now, ayo, get to work

- imp theuncannyimp lyrics

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