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letra de dreams money can buy (remix) - anxious p

verse 1: anxious p

i thought buying a gavel gave me the right to judge
being in love and loving someone, can’t figure the difference huh?
where are these shots coming from? all this hate is unfounded
writing songs is the best way to stay grounded
people think i’m one dimensional
can’t hear em and i feel nothing
but anxiety rips my chest up
counting ceiling tiles, pop melatonin to rest up, can’t get the strong stuff, ma locked up the best drugs
her liquor cabinet is cough syrup with a trace of codeine
doesn’t trust me alone, that sh-t hurts and cuts deep
what i’d do to not see zane’s jersey as i fall asleep
not his fault but i resent dirk every time he strokes a three
i can see his girl screaming and crying
anyone hear from his dad lately? maybe we could call him
tell him he better get here “a$ap”, it’s far too serious for a punchline or laugh, we have a “f-ckin problem”
here i am still kicking, can feel myself evolving
the worlds not about me, this b-tch is still revolvin’
d-mn, i wish the credit card company would stop callin
and when i see her pretty face i wish i’d stop fallin’ – hah
scared that “when the sidewalk ends” i’ll be doing everything i can pull to avoid “falling up”
and i’m the last of my friends to make something of myself and the last person on this earth to ever fall in love

verse 2: anxious p

i’ve got 16’s in my iphone, i’m going dummy
i wrote tracks about being ignorant and pulling honies
but i’ve never even been to a club
every day is easter when you have pockets full of faith and dust bunnies
i’m not laughing to the bank but i guess life is funny
i can’t stop writing songs about you like you’ll learn to love me
i’m recording in my room with gear on the floor, soon in studio with my idols and walk through label doors
but the grind don’t stop, rodney mullen, darkslide
wheeze and cough b-tch, i’ve already been with the dark side
f-cked you are, said the cop from the squad car
now i’m angry, spitting fire, knowing it will take me far
fear no one except god and try not be phony
i was a kid at heart it’s dead now, joseph kony
people act friendly and fake like they know me
you dont know me at all, you dudes are f-cking boring
been a keyboard warrior for quite some time but i’m too focused now
that sh-t is completely below me
why would i care about your online status, i have all these chances to blow, be all i “marcus canby”
paid for the web address, gave f-gs the right to talk
but fake sh-t washes off when it’s “made of chalk”
wasn’t down for too long, i cleaned myself up, was ready for the next chance to never punch a clock
yeah

anxious p

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