I might give out
But I'll never give in
Square root of a kilo, nigga
I might give out
But I'll never give in
Check, roll up the fire and get the rum
I was born to shine, they was denying me of the sun
Anxiety just begun, sobriety wasn't fun
I was tryna live my dream in the grimiest of the slums, nigga
But my haters, I'mma murder you all
Most likely to never make it, made it further than y'all
We ain't friends, hell no, I ain't returnin' your calls
All that actin' got me scratchin', I'm allergic to frauds
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