.[Verse:]
Sittin, fightin this pressure in a state of exhaust
How many times I talked to God speakin on those that I lost?
A couple brothers, couple sisters and a bunch of my homies
That's why I move up out my lonely, hope God will come show me
I move down richin cus I feel I'm lo.
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