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letra de reclusive - trevv

i ain’t on the right track to get my life back
lately it’s been crazy maybe my mind has been hijacked
i ain’t ever finish my raps
prolly all the weed that always seems to keep me sidetracked
it all started wit a hit man
it’s the only reason that we are the clique man
& lately they been leaning like some kickstands
& i don’t know if i can hold it down i need some quicksand
with some bricks and, a f-cking quick plan
shoutout to my six fans, swear that y’all the sh-t man
oh i swear that y’all the sh-t fam
matter fact i promise y’all the reason i still spit man
& the sober me noticed that i was overly focused
emotions eroded & slowly im chocking
my lungs are open, no oxygen flowing, oh you know im hopeless
& praying one day they notice
but they never approach us, im like d-mn..
how you call yourself family, but couldn’t give a d-mn to see
your son up in a phantom seat & living out his fantasies
i can’t believe you ran from me, god d-mnit steve
& now you claim that your the f-cking man to me
we should plan to meet but i can’t really stand to be
with someone that ain’t fair to me & always been so rare to see
life has got me scared to breath, but death has me prepared to leave
so if i spread my wings & fly it’s fine cuz life ain’t guaranteed
mom n kate would always say to try to put my trust in faith
& keep my heart with god cuz judgement day is only months away
f-ck it, he could come today that’s why i try to always pray
& sometimes think it all is fake, the afterlife’s a ball of sp-ce
it’s got me thinking our freedom is kind of cheated
we repeating the smoking & drinking every f-cking weekend
we celebrating achievements that we ain’t even reaching
we lettin demons completely freeze us until we’re freezing
it needs to stop now, all these people gettin shot down
in these crooked cop towns man this a prob now
oh i swear this is a prob now
we need to get it solved before we all get knocked down
this is real life so tell me what it feels like
i carry a concealed knife, this deal might
turn into a real fight, a real fight
with body bags & funerals, these real lives get throw away
that’s why i stick to the usual
this off topic, girl you f-cking beautiful
im talking bout you cate & i hope them feelings are mutual
it’s like my lifes a cubicle that’s filled with pharmaceutical
that make me all delusional & lose touch with the usual’s, ugh
see im having dark thoughts, kind of in a hard spot
making it’s a far shot, forever with the hard knocks
even if my cards flop ill still be making money up in muncie picking car locks
this the star fox m-th- f-ckas ..

- trevv

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