| I’ve been driftin' around that’s something I’m excelling at
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| But I’ve been where suckafool or this up in the hell and back
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| And I got this shit locked down like I don’t need to tell 'em that
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| When I’m up on stage they all like «Who the fuck he yellin' at?»
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| But I’m out here in the trenches trynna get my paper right
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| Never get to see no sights cause all we do is stay the night
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| Crash and vibing up at six
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| Bitch, I gotta take the flight
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| No 9 to 5 or dead end job cause I ain’t trynna waste my life
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| Gonna be real with you, I ain’t never graduated
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| I dropped out early, started rappin'
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| Now or never, get the sky
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| Gotta be sincere but clearly, everybody that I ever loved
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| Just keep on getting faded cause I’m never satisfied
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| Never lose direction, I’m just ridin' around
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| Gotta be on the move like me you doin'
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| I just vibe through the sound
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| Keep it elevated but I got my eyes on the ground
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| I’m trynna find some peace of mind
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| Before I’ll glide through the clouds
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the map, neva goin' back
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| Look at where I’m at
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the beat, we ain’t ever sleep
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| This is how we eat
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the road, out here on my own
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| This is all I know
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| Got another one, I ain’t never done
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| Always on the run
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| They think I’ve came out of nowhere, I’ve been here from the start
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| Put them headphones on
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| I block 'em out as I prepare to depart
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| Better think twice as hard if you ever try to compare with my art
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| To anybody else I hit cause I’ma fucking tear 'em apart
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| I’m comin' out with only the real shit
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| Don’t rely on a gimmick
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| It kinda feels like my whole life just flied by in a minute
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| I gotta keep the circle tight, cause I’m trynna get it in
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| I never knew my full potential, now the sky is the limit
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| Never know how long the ride is
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| So I stack for the fam
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| Gotta go, no regret, I’m out here with a natural plan
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| Just trynna get my feet back down on the tarmac when I land
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| And then I roll this weed after sleeping in the back of a van
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| I’ve been through it all, so there’s no surprising me now
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| When they see you on your way up
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| They always trynna be down
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| I keep it elevated but I got my eyes on the ground
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| I’m trynna find some peace of mind
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| Before I’ll glide through the clouds
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the map, neva goin' back
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| Look at where I’m at
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the bethet, we ain’t ever sleep
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| This is how we eat
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| I’m all over the road, out here on my own
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| This is all I know
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| I’m driftin' (I'm driftin')
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| Got another one, I ain’t never done
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| Always on the run
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| Yeah |