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(album: ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE - 2021)


You look so different to me
It's like you barely even, listen

You look so different to me
It's like you barely even know me
You was missing from me
Swear I'm tired of feeling lonely
Like Field Mob song, Trill Mob boy
She been MIA for too long, so far
Now catch the compensation
Change the conversation, dollars all I'm chasing
Ain't talking money? Fuck is you sayin'?
I'm non-comprehensive, money finish sentences
No, I ain't sensitive, nigga, just highly offended

It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me

Let's not fight the funk
She say I pour too much in my cup
Fuck the opposition, plus I'm still riding with it tucked
They say I should change the way I'm living
But just can't get enough
Still be quick to up that chopper on his block and hit 'em up
My lil brothers don't come home 'til November, I told 'em "We gon' live it up"
Can't do shit but pray for J Ron 'cause that nigga don't gave a fuck
Not at all, nigga, had my back against the wall, nigga
Momma told me I'd see it all, nigga

Yeah, who love you at your lowest of lows? I know, I mean
I'm in the backyard thinking I need, that smoke puffing outta my teeth
I'm good, I got my green, sitting back sipping ocean breeze
I don't got it, baby, ask them boys, all that hating turn to white noise
Tryna get red carpet fly, I don't flex my life, I don't lie
Treat life like I might die, don't like myself sometimes
But I bet that come with time, ever feel like ya head got screws?
A little bit loose, goddamn, give a fuck if I lose
Ain't no fool, he got déjà vu
I'm the man, I'm the dawg, got juice
Just know I fucked up too
Talk like you got it figured it out and I wish I did too

It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay, no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me

Count on me
Count on me

done

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