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I asked Alexa, "What's my purpose, what's my passion?" She said she couldn't find that person or that address My mama told me I was anything but average Know I'm a star, but with no gas, I'm more like Patrick Reminiscing on the days when I was lost and had no assets It was simpler then I held a bottle of the Grey Goose and the pistol Then I would pencil in Schemes of gettin' so much sugar that I would need insulin I was insolent Listen to Drake and Kendrick Then we would make some rap personas That were anything but true I typed a text to her that said, "I don't need anyone but you" She read it in the bed beside the dude she said was just a friend And now I chuckle 'cause I know that I deserved it in the end It's all a journey, I feel like I'm Jim in Huckleberry Finn Hmm, I got real lucky with my sin And didn't have a kid or drown myself with Tussin or the gin So we celebrate and thank The Most High Yeshua say "Yes" to us, so even though I rolled dice, I won't die God say that He got me and He won't lie That's why I wear this cross just like a bow-tie Even when I'm a lowlife Was supposed to be abandoned but, man, I'm walkin' on the sand Baby got a hand in my hand (she do) Ampersand, I was really just a fan of it, man And now I'm on these stages lookin' at my fans in the stands Mm, now my raps on the charts I think I run the club, the way I make the cash from the bars As bright as halogens are I know some kids who got their passion from imaginin' ours, yeah Hmm, now my raps on the charts Might think I run the club, the way I that make cash from the bars Yeah (cash from the bars) Hmm, as bright as halogens are I know some kids who got their passion from imaginin' ours
Writer(s): Dylan Phillips, Ryan Bert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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