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Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase, 97 to life
VERSE 01:
I don't think you understand the rhymes that I've made
Maybe if my ex had acted right I wouldn't be this way
But It's been like 4 years since that day
I'd honestly lay down and die for her, I can no longer rhyme for her
My last album, bitch, no one took me serious, people can't understand this
All the way to Evol to my fucking Love Story, I can no longer stand it
Now my respect I planned it: I'mma take control of this spaceship
Control it, and I'mma be the pilot of this shit now, goddammit
And what I mean is this will be the last album that you hear from me
But you better hear me out, this song should show you how
I gave up my thoughts up for you, totally devoted to you as I stayed
I respected all the way, is this how genius's get repaid?
Look at all this mess: I've made records about her and it gets me upset
I'm always in a rush to put a album out for you, damn I got nothing left
But I like to say they get shit off my chest, but it makes me more depressed
And I won't be coming back, so please don't hold you're fucking breath
This shit is making me get kinda angry and fucking upset
Everyday is a struggle to keep this feeling of self regret in check
Why you quitting now? Yeah, funny, ain't it? These songs are a wreck
But you did me a favor, though, my thoughts free you've set
But there's a special place in my heart that you've have been kept, it's better if I jet
But it's
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VERSE 02:
I feel like every time I make these fucking albums all people do is laugh
Cause they ain't good enough, you people don't know what I go through, not even half
I snapped? Don't think I'm loyal, all I do is yap?
How can I fly a ship when I said goodbye, she was the only one I loved besides
I really don't give enough of my time? You don't think so, do you
I'm jealous when I'm not able to see you, because you seem to provide
Like man, I don't know, but I'm saying goodbye for good!
I'm changing this: I'ma leave this game before I become misunderstood
And I'mma get back the freedom that I've seemed to have misplaced
I'm gonna find someone in this world that seems to be worthly of my face
Feed em the same stuff that I always rhyme about, I'm moving on forget you
Oh, another fucking lie? Yeah, I've made like goddamn fucking five, but I don't know
Ever since writing the first song I wept, imprisoned by this worthless pen
I written up and rhymed about so much love time and time again
And still I write about this, it's hard to attain
But in my sickness and addiction, you're as addictive as they get
Evil as they come, faker as they make em
My therapist keep asking me why I always write about my ex
It's like I miss the pain, the stress, the drama, I'm obsessed with this shit
I swear I'm a mess, gifted with a curse
But this time I ain't rearranging these lines, I'm exiting out this abyss
You ain't care about me anyway so I won't be missed
But when you spoke of people who meant the most to you, I knew I'd be off this list
Fuck this writing shit, I'm leaving this, but there's a special place in my heart you're kept
But it's...
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