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letra de i just want it to be 2018 again - hpfmav

[verse]
i just want it to be 2018 again
it’s been 2 years, so now i’m living in sin
living in cells, my life feels like h-ll
my shoes feel like cinder blocks, i wish i could tell
what i did wrong, where i went wrong
what i said wrong and what i did to deserve it
bring me back to 2018 cause 2020 is not worth it
i feel worthless, i know i live life without a purpose
i belong where all the dirt is, no proper service, uh
jesus christ, save my life with all the pain and all the hardships
i’m broken and i’m lonely and i feel so lethargic
i need to eat some food, i need to shower, maybe i should get out
they tried to give me confidence but i still live in doubt
i need to find a way to get away from all this depression
i never felt like i belonged to any particular section
i feel so empty and i’m a lost cause
and i just leech off of people like some d-mn gauze, i need to pause
i got some problems that’ll never go on record
cause i know them lyric jockeys will go reckless, i need help b-tch
i’m not angry, i’m just sad and disappointed
i need to find a way to stop being annoying to all my friends
all my thoughts and dreams will never be achieved
cause the way i see it, there will always be some dream thieves
am i one? i don’t know, but frankly, i don’t want to
i’m struggling to find a reason why i’m even f-cking loved, too
2018 was when everybody loved me
discord friends, peeps at school
and of course the f-ck buddies, but my
life was destined to crash and burn, so 2020
i got no vision of what’s to come for me
so, i made sure that sh-t was cookin’ up and getting tough
looking forward to new sh-t cause i just need to grow up, man
i stuck around long enough, i’m strong and tough
mama never raised a b-tch, so get off my couch
get out the house, throw in the towel
b-tch, i’m sicker now, making pounds
rolling dice, pay the price
flashing lights, cats and mice
feeling bright, b-tch its mike
in my prime, flip a dime
heads or tails, i’m the coffin nail
look who they bumping often now, i’m on a roll with rounds
better beats, better sounds
better bars, ending clowns
in the mound, with the bat
origins, ice staff
eisendrache, storm bow
sunday, where’d the lord go
armdrag your b-tch, you can call me ricky f-cking steamboat
spitting with alikho, smiles and baxter too
and yo ass a b-st-rd too, i feel bobby lashley, ooh
you can call me rain man, always hit a stain man
after this sh-t drop, the game won’t be the same man
always thinking out the box, sicker than the chicken pox
slimy like the common cold, where did all my comments go
poof, just like magic i just pulled a hat trick
wish upon a star again, you can call me patrick, b-tch

- hpfmav

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