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two tall - fidget spinner lyrics

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{intro}
god knows i ain’t perfect, i’m a born sinner
eating in this game, i don’t need no dinner
two tall and this beat, it’s a perfect mixture
thoughts go round and round, i’m a fidget spinner

[chorus}
god knows i ain’t perfect, i’m a born sinner
eating in this game, i don’t need no dinner
two tall and this beat, it’s a perfect mixture
thoughts go round and round, i’m a fidget spinner

[verse]
thoughts go round and round like i play roulette
when i was young mama thought i had a lil tourette’s
drove to the doctors just to go and get me checked
he said “ma your sons good, you don’t need to really fret.”
fast forward years later, her son still fidgeting
nevеr pop the addy or the d+mn ritilalin
sometimеs think that i was born just to be different
always on my own path, never really liked fitting in
broke a couple hearts and these girls done broke mine
but through the thick and thin, i turned out just fine
wish i could rewind, tell myself we ok
but in the end would i be the same man i am today?
[bridge]
breathe in, breathe out
in through your nose, out through your mouth
look up to the man in the clouds
do this when your mind is in doubt
there’s beauty in the struggle, there’s beauty in the sky
don’t let your time just pass you by
know that you’re straight, you’ll be alright
there’s no better day to spark your light

[chorus}
god knows i ain’t perfect, i’m a born sinner
eating in this game, i don’t need no dinner
two tall and this beat, it’s a perfect mixture
thoughts go round and round, i’m a fidget spinner

[verse two}
i forgot to mention
f+ck the diamonds and the pendants
while you bedridden
you stay sleeping, i’m still winning
independent, i do this for my future children
haters talking mad trash, too bad i never listen
see, i’m like the pistons way back up in ’04
hopping out my bed, gotta thank the good lord
brush my t++th, then i’m washing out my d+mn pores
money where my mouth is, whatchu think i’m talking for?
[chorus}
god knows i ain’t perfect, i’m a born sinner
eating in this game, i don’t need no dinner
two tall and this beat, it’s a perfect mixture
thoughts go round and round, i’m a fidget spinner

[outro]
[mathew 6:34]
therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. each day has enough trouble of its own



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