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Yeah. Aye. Some real shit for you. Hard to let me busy send it. Yeah. Hard to let me busy send it. You know what saying? The energy is always good Over on this side. Hard to send it. Good forever. things I took granted. Look, uncharted waters that I'm swimming in. Funny how my dreams about to make me dividends. You worry about my time and how I'm spending It, but when this work pay off, you gon' Reap the benefits. How ironic, when I started they Said I was psychotic. They hate it, but the motivation was a byproduct. Shit, I seen too many souls leave, got me Scared to live. Shit, I'm living life with cold Feet, that's OD. Yeah, I miss the feeling of Euphoria. Weed used to bring joy, Not just paranoia. 'Cause I seen too many people Lie, switch sides, and then try and change their Story up. Guess back then I didn't know enough, Necessary growing pains. Realize I didn't have control of things, learn to Let go of things. I got another chance to Get it right, I'm still alive. The only thing that beats a failure is a Try. That's why, how many times I worked the Days, turned to nights? Hard to let me busy Yeah. How many times I got it wrong before I Got it right? Hard That's real shit. How many times I said, "I love you" and Got no reply? Hard to let me busy send it. Yeah. One thing you can't say is that I Didn't try. Some the things I took for granted. Clocking in and out, 12 hours on my feet. Walk a mile to the bus, a dream felt So out of reach. But I never broke a Stride, in the journey I found my peace. So a piece of mind and all of these Minds I'm about to reach. I wanted Comma Shore, Richie like a Commodore. Wasn't common on my side, a lot of war Connoisseurs. I kinda shied away from the light like Dilated pupils. Being completely truthful, I'd do it all, but I'd be lying if I weren't terrified. I got way more on the Line than being verified. Here's a picture. If my son open his mouth, You think that I could give him clout. Do light bills take likes? All right then, take hikes. I remember the smirks. I ain't new to growth here, I remember the Dirt. Niggas dreading to lock with you 'til you Worth more than they could ever pull out of They pullover purse. Yeah. I know that it hurts, just remember this Verse. Yeah. How many times I worked the days, Turned to nights? Hard How many times I got it wrong before I got it right? Hard real. How many times I said, "I love you" and Got no reply? Hard to let me busy send It. One thing you can't say is that I Didn't try. Some of the things I took for Granted.