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super-helpful kwame - i dated a ghost 1nce lyrics

do i wanna get away
or do i just wanna save face/
incepted love
trust, was cool when i just wanna f-ck/
an i guess when it’s we up/
potheads, that stay weeded/
cold heart
needed suttin to heat us/
and jesus
with no muse, theres no art/
no mozart, guess i’m poe’/
an in the meantime its vital my eyes low/
so i struggle, why offer a reb-ttal/ for f-ck you
when the only one u wanted to care doesn’t trust you/
new year, old fears/
oh yeah still there
c-cky n-gga but i’m being sincere/
think fast can’t like a chick with a quick past/
no past means i think that it won’t last/
can’t relate so i masquerade/
an do my task today n smoke the other half away/
product of my environment/
yeah i got ghetto ways an i feel f-cked up if i’m hiding it!/
you love me for me’ no ?
so r.i.p to the hero that only he knows/
only coming out now when i see foes/
they see marry /
but i like to vary anything else quite scary/
see right through me, love, f-ck, f-ck get bored n lose me/
use me
cause truly i’m resourceful
they said they never do this i had i wh0r-sful/
feeling awful drinking, driving, brandy norwood/
wondering how this wh0r- could/
but i’m used to it, cause they hood/
tryna survive so they do as they should/
but i ain’t see her as a target/
pardon my pausing cause you’ll never find smile appalling/
face down as i was falling/
i lived life for years with no caution/
ignoring fore-warnings of mourning/
heartache in the morning/
an i’m feeling resigned in the night/
it’s the end of my life/
end of the road n i sent the sh-t shikes /
and i hoped that they liked it /
a belief that this life of mine is still enticing /
or god d-mn i’ll have to start grinding /
no longer smoking weed, rapping, and unwinding/
i look to past n i’m find
i get better every time i’m told no/
i’m really too young to have this old soul/
so i pop pills f-ck hard go so so/
but i really smoke weed relax n spazz on that on -ss /
sharing girls p-ssion and p-ssing /
i smoke weed till i crash n that’s it /
numb to a past a lasting /
divided his-self into factions /
mind vs heart n the opinions of the sheeple/
can’t remember not living illegal /
i used my pain numbed by weed as my vehicle /
yet i’m still asking myself what do they see in you/

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