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More than a man, I had died and rose again, yeah Fast life, slow motion These days

Well I′ve been out walking I don't do that much talking These Days I gotta stop smoking cigarettes These Days These Days I seem to think a lot About the things that I forgot to do for you And all the times I had the chance to Yo, how the fuck my new girl got me jealous of other girls I think I live in another world And I had a lover But it′s so hard to risk another These Days These Days These Days Yo, he wrote this shit when he was 16 he said I'm 27, this is like my whole life This - Now if I seem to be afraid To live the life that I have made in song You know all I like to do is keep it real Soulo - Ho Well it's just that I have been losing Can I win one time So long Yeah, its that pain you was talking about Can I win one time? So many pills I should have slipped already My lungs the same color as my lips already Expensive clothes and sufficient funds Me and my bros switching hoes just for fun The money and bitches is all we care about Very far from home if you worried about my whereabouts Chasing the light at the end of the fucking tunnel Pray for Sydney, send Tia a text, tell her I love you The devil is a lie, never let him persevere God took my angel, and left me here It′s heaven here Well I will keep on moving, moving on Things are bound to be improving These Days It′s long term, this shit real I love These Days It will all make sense one day my nigga I even been on songs with Common It's crazy These Days I′ll sit on corner stones Can't stop me my nigga, yeah And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend Don′t confront me with my failures Can't achieve success without failure baby I have not forgotten them Digging for gold in these Codeine bottles Trying to picture potential in these Instagram models Like, information racing around the internet Before the iPad was invented, I had a pad of writtens Smoking a cig on the side of the house trying to figure it out The axe didn′t cut it, moms told me cut it out Clem told me always take pride in my work I clutch the mic with blessed hands at all my concerts Why his name Soulo? How is he so smart? We can see his four footprints in the sand when he walk I like to refer to myself in third person from the third person Thats a out-of-body experience of self So I can see me for me and no one else Don't need to see a Emmy, award or no jail I'm at them like a cell, I just want to be free All this chatter from the chattel nigga I don′t speak sheep This TDE and nothing beyond that Told Du Dog I don′t even need to read the contract As if some legal documents can stop me Legalize, legal lies, legal eyes so I see I did it while you were sitting wishing Ask my nigga DZA All my verses hearses leaving churches Not the cheap chicken And I love the Beast Coast But what about the best one What's your life without a soul? A dead one Yeah Mac, you ain′t got bars like that Mac

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