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(album: Gathering - 2019)

Uh-huh
My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it goes
My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it go, you know

Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
Your happiness is not contention on your salary
You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
The most miserable people usually have everything

Life's finished before you know it, blink your eyes and it's over
I hope you reached all of your goals and that your focus was sober
I hope your pain turned into passion and you profited from it
I hope you put your past behind you and you find peace
Refining
The intricacies of this life
A 12 round fight
The bell just might
Go off before you get your big shot
Your time ran out, you feeling like you missed out
An idle mind's a terrible thing to have
Especially when it's filled with doubt

My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it goes
My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it go, you know

Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
Your happiness is not contention on your salary
You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
The most miserable people usually have everything

Replace stagnancy with a purpose
Before the man upstairs, decides to close your curtains
And call it a night
I guess life is a paradigm or a puzzle that we don't understand
Still unable to comprehend, you may not like your hand
But that's the one you're dealt, you gotta deal with it
You better play your cards correctly 'cause the next one will
One man's trash is another man's treasure, you dug
If you unable to see that, well then it's on you
That mean that your angle is off, you got a fucked up view
Your perspective pathetic, the fuck is you gon' do?
Ay, look, I get it, I get it, it's hard to hide from the truth
The lies a temporary fix, like a Cortisone hit
And don't get down to your issues
You know, the deep rooted tissue
You know, the shit that affects you
Kill you off, don't resurrect you
Just leave you dead where you lie
'Til your potential is dry
Couldn't get it right this ride, but maybe the next time

My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it goes
My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
But either way it go, you know

Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
Your happiness is not contention on your salary
You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
The most miserable people usually have everything