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My nigga, I'm broken Sometimes at night, I find I feel hopeless My nigga I'm choking They watching me die, they laughing, they poking My T-Shirt is soaking I cried my last tear, there's blood on my token My nigga, no joking I wrote my own will, my will had been stolen My nigga, you digging it I ran out of breath, put it straight to my ligament Ain't speaking it figurative I keep seeing ghosts and I don't think they figments I miss being innocent The days that I ran and played with no impotence Ain't know where a trigger is Didn't know death, couldn't even picture it Wasn't enough Couldn't keep up That can cut deep Like a switchblade I was gonna erupt Down on my luck You can get capped Like a prepaid I was finna give up Let my heat buck Sell my shit off all On Ebay So my momma can be paid So my family leave safe Soul was for rebate And I And I Shattered like broken glass And I And I Shattered like broken And I And I Shattered like broken glass And I And I Shattered Shattered Nigga now f*ck all that buddy buddy The path to success can get bloody muddy Ain't sippin' no Rose, I'm off the Cudi You wanted the ace but you never studied My city get hot and it's awful ugly My bro bought a strap then he offed somebody Ducked from the feds, he got very lucky When shot at his head, looked like silly putty Nigga, I couldn't trust anybody The world can turn black when it come to money Especially when it come to honeys Let my enemies think they above me Kept my head down, yeah I hit it running No one around I was hidden from it Bro said I ain't even hit the summit Said, "The streets couldn't see you coming" I'm waitin' on it now, for my golden moment I'm waitin' on it now, for a worth opponent I'm waitin' on it now, for the ground to open I'm waitin' on it now, what the sound has chosen Runnin' round town Rollin' round pounds Eighth in my sock That's a reflex Gunnin' down, clowns Selling out pounds Hate in my heart That's a defect And I And I And I'm talkin' my shit, nigga And I And I And I'm talkin' my shit And I And I And I'm talkin' my shit, nigga And I And I And I'm talkin' my shit You can get loose toothed No evidence, searchin' for leads like it's blues clues I hope that it hurt too Nigga tell all your friends, tell em' they can get bruised too I prayed that he'd pull through Said real niggas don't die, this earth don't deserve you This world can turn cold hues Another dead body, you're telling me old news Whats up hoe Whats up bro It's over, I must have spoke What's up tho Whatchu know Niggas don't want no smoke Wrist don't glow Bitch I'm froze Niggas ain't got my flow Whistle blow Where he go Niggas ain't got no code And I And I Shattered like broken glass And I And I Shattered like broken, uh And I And I Shattered like broken glass And I And I Shattered Shattered Put yo', put yo, hand highs Put yo', put yo, hand highs Put yo', put yo, hand highs Put yo', put yo, hand highs like Put yo', put yo, hand highs like Put yo', put yo, hand highs like Put yo', put yo, hand highs like Put yo', put yo, hand high Put yo', put yo, hand high like
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