| French the K I D |
| Out to everyone in Essex and Greater London |
| Yeah |
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| If there's another me out there in the multiverse |
| I wonder if he just wrote a verse |
| Or I'm the fan and it's role reverse |
| Coming like Stan when I know the words |
| Walking around on a clone of earth |
| And hopefully one not so disturbed |
| I wonder if the mirror looks back |
| It must've thought it's a joke at first |
| In a vision all smokey and blurred |
| The bloodshed can be seen |
| The upset can be heard |
| There's a lot to redeem |
| Our side of the screen huh |
| But in universes parallel |
| I bet everything's sweet like caramel |
| When I say that I'm boarding a plane |
| There's no bag reclaim on the carousel |
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| If I could reach out there |
| There's probably a million me's out there |
| But I'm the one that's gotta be down here |
| Eat down here |
| Sleep down here |
| Somewhere |
| Hope I find peace out there |
| It's bleak out here |
| I'm just tryna find me out here |
| Out here |
| Out here |
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| Wake up, I'm blazed |
| I can't feel my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look in the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing as well as they see of us |
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| Slow down, wait |
| I'm still out my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live life on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing as well as they see of us |
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| Looking in the mirror like shit |
| Who the fuck is this |
| Drink the bevvy like I lost my kid |
| With a beer full belly |
| In a car with Niz |
| I'm a smoked out trailer |
| Looking around for all the drugs and money I was never allowed |
| Hit the top and you never look down |
| That's why I always stay humble |
| Feet on the ground |
| You can't abuse it |
| Never can you choose who you are you can use it |
| Never had a dream in this life to the music |
| Looking at myself how the fuck did I lose it |
| Black sheep sitting in the back I'm cruising |
| Look French get a hold of your life that's what they tell me |
| Me and John sat on the site like we're the Shelby's |
| Trying to get a hold of myself and stay healthy |
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| If I could reach out there |
| There's probably a million me's out there |
| But I'm the one that's gotta be down here |
| Eat down here |
| Sleep down here |
| Somewhere |
| Hope I find peace out there |
| It's bleak out here |
| I'm just tryna find me out here |
| Out here |
| Out here |
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| Wake up, I'm blazed |
| I can't feel my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live life on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look in the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing as well as they see of us |
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| Slow down, wait |
| I'm still out my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live life on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look in the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing as well as they see of us |
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| In this doomed world |
| Tryna find my true self |
| But the truth don't grow like blue bells |
| So it's two bells |
| I'm wide awake |
| Writing notes on my journal |
| To myself |
| My soul's nocturnal |
| So I can't call it a night |
| I border the line of a realm external |
| Trying to find me there cause I wanna be where |
| No sickening scream can make my blood curdle |
| And the love is eternal |
| And money just grows on trees |
| I ain't gotta back no bullshit beef |
| Trouble none and none trouble me |
| Sick of being on guard like I'm fencing |
| There's a lot more I can be |
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| If I could reach out there |
| There's probably a million me's out there |
| But I'm the one that's gotta be down here |
| Eat down here |
| Sleep down here |
| Somewhere |
| Hope I find peace out there |
| It's bleak out here |
| I'm just tryna find me out here |
| Out here |
| Out here |
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| Wake up, I'm blazed |
| I can't feel my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live life on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look in the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing this well as they see of us |
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| Slow down, wait |
| I'm still out my face |
| No sleep, on the grind all day |
| I live life on my final wave |
| I look in the mirror, don't see myself |
| Look in the mirror, don't see enough |
| Look in the mirror |
| I can't even tell if I'm doing as well as they see of us |
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