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roy rutto - quiet drama/still home, pt. 2 lyrics

quiet drama, no one’s saying nothing
f+ck it, i’ll learn myself
f+ck it, i’ll learn myself
quiet drama, no one’s saying nothing
f+ck it, i’ll learn myself
f+ck it, i’ll learn myself

teach myself
feed myself
weed myself
be myself
run around town
f+ck it i’m down
run around town
f+ck it i’m down
ills & marijuana
class in my pajamas
teachers think i’m a pusha
money think i did kush ups
f+ck it i’ll learn myself
(i guess i’ll learn myself, i’ll learn myself)
f+ck it i’ll burn myself
(i guess i’ll burn myself, i’ll burn myself)

house hold don’t hold no more
i don’t wanna get involved
5 on it, n+gga let’s go
n0body gon tell me “no”
old man at work, momma at church
could sh+t get worse right now?
ain’t sh+t to do, i’m bored as f+ck
imma go find troublе now
an idle mind, the devil’s block
pass my timе with a few more plots
raise my high with a lot more pot
if all goes south imma push that rock
i’m fighting temptations & temporary elation
lord fill in the void, lord answer my voice
teach myself
feed myself
weed myself
be myself
run around town
f+ck it i’m down
run around town
f+ck it i’m down
ills & marijuana
class in my pajamas
teachers think i’m a pusha
money think i did kush ups
f+ck it i’ll learn myself
(i guess i’ll learn myself, i’ll learn myself)
f+ck it i’ll burn myself
(i guess i’ll burn myself, i’ll burn myself)

woke up in a place where everybody yells
but you don’t hear a sound or the tolls of the bell
where i was tryna run but i get no place
when the world came down, so i gotta make a way
with a pen & a page at the park with a shade
with a whole lot of rage & a mark on my face
a weight on my chest but i feel so numb
a bruise in my soul but i feel no cuts
i don’t need your love, gimme all that cake
one lil scoop for the sake of the taste
one lil dip for the sake of the tale imma tell my n+ggas on the way back home
been wild for the night but the waters ain’t right
can’t lie in the middle of the light
trapped in with the whole world watching
closed doors so i gotta be the locksmith
withdrawals came with the wholesale
missed calls with a few voicemails
phone calls end when the voice fails
drown all pain with a moon ale
sh+t bottling up, my n+gga
henny don’t show no luck, my n+gga
still bottling up, my n+gga
homies all leveling up on them
ills & marijuana
class in my pajamas
teachers think i’m a pusha
money think i did kush ups
so ay f+ck it, i’ll learn myself
play with the flame til i burn myself
hurt myself with the words i felt
lemme black my lungs til i burn myself
incase you look for me, i’m out here
out here & out here for the moment
incase you need me, know i’m out here
out here & out here for the moment

f+ck it i’ll learn myself
(i guess i’ll learn myself, i’ll learn myself)
f+ck it i’ll burn myself
(i guess i’ll burn myself, i’ll burn myself)
quiet drama, no one’s saying nothing
f+ck it i’ll learn myself, f+ck i’ll learn myself

still home, still home, still home
still home, still home, still home
still home, still home, still home
still home, still home, still home

- roy rutto lyrics

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