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Larry June Jan 14th

[Intro]
(Classic Santana)
Check it out (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, uh)
Man, damn

[Verse]
I'm still puttin' in work even on bad days (Bad days)
Keep a smile on my face even on sad days (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tryna cover up this pain with a Band-Aid (With a Band-Aid)
Yeah, this rap shit to me is like a Band-Aid (For real)
So much shit on my mind, I don't sleep at all (I don't sleep at all)
'Cause I'm knowin' if I stop, everything'll fall (Goddamn)
And real talk, I don't really got no one to call (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And I'm the first in my family that done really balled, damn (Damn)
I ain't tryna go back broke (Go back broke)
'Cause real talk, all my life I been f..ckin' broke (I ain't goin' back)
And this microphone really be my only hope (Yeah, that's how it go)
Now they lookin' at my life through a microscope (Watchin' me)
Tryna find a f..ckin' flaw, like I'm not human (Like I'm not human)
I'm not the toughest in the world, but had the heart to do it (For sure)
Takin' chances everyday, dodgin' the institution (Dodgin' the institution)
Thankful I could spill my heart through this f..ckin' music, damn (What I am)
I done lost another close friend (Damn)
You don't know how it feel to lose a close friend (RIP)
I wasn't on good terms with my close friend (I wasn't but—)
But to this day, I'm still thankful for my close friend (On my life)
Through the highs and the lows, I had a mouth to feed (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm a single f..ckin' father, I got mouths to feed (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Thought I woulda touched my dream with these pounds of weed (Pounds of weed)
And I don't think that it's a— uh, that is out of my league (No one)
I'm switchin' the speed (Uh), you niggas fatigued (Uh)
I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit (Ray), I'm aimin' for Bs (Okay)
I'm hoppin' out jigglin' keys (Ayy), either the Porsche nigga, Ferrari or B (Ferrari or B)
Niggas not f..ckin' with me, not f..ckin' with me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)


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