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math cp - rich $oul lyrics

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[new era things changed, words don’t mean s*** anymore
sometimes i even wonder why the hell i listen for
errbody yellin loud they just wanna k!ll themselves
real k!llers all lonely i swear you couldn’t even tell

they talkin bout depression, when i look up in their eye
i see they sad but i don’t think they really wanna die
i once heard some homie say when you really trynna fly
you fake a smile til you lonely talkin to that 45]

yeah, til you lonely talkin to a tool that bang
i doubt you really proud to talk about you trynna hang
think twice before that tongue move if you playin games
cuz being sad and suicidial really ain’t the same

but if you really minded and you wanna end your life
take a look inside the future it’ll help you think it twice
i swear to god, god’s eyez brighten diamonds in the dirt
i swear to god, god’s hands bless, i bless you if you cursed

i seen a family member not remember how much they were loved
popped a box, 20 pills, no goodbye when there’s no trust
i swear i feel you if you feel like you just don’t give a f***
but a soul ain’t a body it will never leave in dust

[new era things changed, words don’t mean s*** anymore
sometimes i even wonder why the hell i listen for
errbody yellin loud they just wanna k!ll themselves
real k!llers all lonely i swear you couldn’t even tell

they talkin bout depression, when i look up in their eye
i see they sad but i don’t think they really wanna die
i once heard some homie say when you really trynna fly
you fake a smile til you lonely talkin to that 45]

i already had some wack thoughts on my mind boy
i used to keep my pain behind the blinds boy
get ambitions get your head stuck to your grind boy
just remember you ain’t lonely when you cryin boy

i don’t let go, i did let go now i’m tryin boy
discipline, f*** weed i drink that wine boy
by the blood and the flesh i feel my real call
i ain’t scared to make that statement cuz i still ball
bless em’ if they trynna make my smile fall
boy my riches runnin faster than a nascar
i ain’t talkin bout my monney i’m a broke boy
i’m talkin bout love, rich man in my soul boy

- math cp lyrics

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