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letra de 5 grand at 8 to 1 - $uicideboy$

[chorus: og worry]
ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can’t think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don’t sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to, ayy
i just want something real that i’m used to, yeah
i just want them to treat me like they—ayy, ayy
i just want something real that i’m—yeah, yeah

[verse 1: og worry]
went from no one to someone, at least i thought so
stuck up in a bad dream, watching front row
people warnin’ me that everything is gonna change
never thought that it would be in the worst way
life goin’ up and goin’ down at the same time
suicidal thoughts creepin’ up in my mind
drug dealer, pocket reaping the benefits
only thing i f-ckin’ had to get me through this sh-t
i’ve been stripped of all i had, man
lost relations with my dad, d-mn
lost relations with the fam’, d-mn
lost touch of who i am, sad
i’m out seekin’ peace like i’m seekin’ air to breathe
pray to a god that i never thought i would believe
grant me serenity for all the things i cannot change
wisdom to know that what i can ain’t the same
[chorus: maire de gras ville]
ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can’t think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don’t sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to
i just want something real that i’m used to
i just want them to treat me like—uh, ayy
i just want something real that i’m—uh, yeah

[verse 2: maire de gras ville]
all my life, i’ve been waitin’ ’til the time right
waitin’ for the shade of light that make me shine bright
day turn to night, yeah, weeks turn to months
wishin’ i could press the pause b-tton just once
hidin’ in the back tryna catch up to the front
everything i lack, i make up for it when i stunt
more b-tches, more money, more drugs, more honeys
more stuff, the more i want it, more i feel i’m f-ckin’ stuck
(i get by)
goin’ through the motions, f-ckin’ barely even growin’
(i get high)
hidin’ all in my emotions, never change, i’m stuck posted
(i get by)
what a lame excuse to keep doin’ what i do
(i get high)
wastin’ my shine and that’s the f-ckin’ truth

- uicideboy

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