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Hello

 

Hello

(album: Eternal - 2020)


Hide and seek
Running in circles
I try to see
You look right through
Wait for me
Can't face the truth
I don't wanna believe
I'm just invisible

Am I dead?

Hell motherfucking no
Depression had me like a vise grip
My momma said I couldn't leave quite yet
Too much left for me to do in life
Yes, yes I gotta fuck shit up
Like I was ISIS
Oh lord, please no more
Luke Gawne he son of a bitch, he's so annoying
What we gotta do this save this motherfucking boy?
Kid is crazy, trynna battle VI Seconds and got destroyed
Big ball boy, till the day that I drop
I swing on anybody, even if it means I get popped
Yeah, Crypt just called and he told me to stop
So, I called Crypt back and I told him "I'm not"
All jokes aside, I love my bros
Cuz they was by my side, through all my lows
When I was out my mind, but in my zone
(So am I dead?) Hell motherfucking no

Hide and seek
Running in circles
I try to see
You look right through
Wait for me
Can't face the truth
I don't wanna believe
I'm just invisible

You probably thought he was going ghost
I was gone, I went off of the map back to the road
But like Jordan 95, and came back I'm now retired
Now I'm here to drop that 3p on you like Micheal
I'm a certified gunner typa dude to get mad
Fuck around and load the mac, gonna murder 500
Might run up in your crib, throw my dick on your mother
I'm a mean, Muggin sick, fuck pill-popping and I still got an addiction
I'm the dude that girls never wanted
Back in middle school kids called me retarded
And in highschool, I started to rap till everybody laughed
Told me I should quit cuz I'm wack
Imagine that I used to walk home
Rather than taking the bus
Me and my homie Charles, scared of kids beating us up
But fuck 'em, for everything they told me I'm not
Middle fingers in the air, I'm on my way to the top

Hide and seek
Running in circles
I try to see
You look right through
Wait for me
Can't face the truth
I don't wanna believe
I'm just insatiable

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