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Bittersweet

 

Bittersweet


This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.

Yeah. Uh
The long road to success is dangerous
That's why I never claimed I was the best.
I want to be their breath.
Don't want to be the king
Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams.
But an ordinary thing, history I'm a make.
Typically, those great have predetermined faith.
Mostly 'cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate.
Nigga's carnivore when there's so much at steak.
Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother.
But I'm a man first and I demand my respect from all 'em.
Success sweet, nucka, is why I keep looking
But every other bite it slightly needs suga
Like whenever I look up, I'm expecting the light
I'm abusing the sunshine so I'm technically blind.
Translation cause my life is too sweet,
I can always go home and look down my street.
(It's bittersweet)

This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.
This is a bittersweet life (life) [x2]

Uh, this bittersweetness of this artform,
Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone
Understand every imperfection,
I just embrace it and take it in within my essence.
With little effort, soon they will all respect it
I am the smelling-salt to whom soever narcoleptic
Success is what I work for, and when them dudes hate,
They make it worth more.
Chris Wale said the sky was the limit,
And only make news when your quarters are in it
So I'm a push it to the end and take quarters on shots
If I'm in gin till I win it.
Or pain kill it, cause I ain't tryin to feel it.
See I'm just tryin to fill up banks like Hilla
Read all about me, believe that without me,
There is truth in these lies and they bleed on without me.

This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.
This is a bittersweet life (life) [x2]

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