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my mother - dystopian.it lyrics

[hook]
momma said i’m the most talented boy
but now i’m smoking weed and asking for an ounce for the joy
i remember slightly when my f*cking dad was unemployed
and now i’m here unhappy and he’s living like troy
from community, but still was working a 9 to 5
but now he has the time to live and always able to try
i wish i was able to drive away from all this madness
that’s why i make beats with the homie and start rapping
i’m now a captain and you is just a fraction of my possibility, i do this sh*t with like no action
but instead i get high and let my mind stay active
i’m getting traction
even when i’m laying low, the b*tches back’s bent

[verse 1]
if you say this off topic, no this my motivation
i’m f*cking moving on from this sh*t and i’m road raging
and i’ma keep my headphones like a gun cause i havе no patience
if a guy is stopped in front of mе, i’m not waiting
there’s people in the back i don’t recognize, can’t take it
but they’re tryna hold me back from roaming across the nation
not from state to state but i will leave the usa b*tch
i will leave the usa

[shortened hook]
mama told me i’m a really f*cking talented boy
but now i’m smoking weed and asking for an ounce for the joy
i remember slightly when my f*cking dad was unemployed
and now i’m here unhappy and he’s living like troy
[verse 2]
fiending for packs, b*tch
i need weed asap, b*tch
i’m distracted, time is wasted
cannot focused, i am smoking
sh*t, yeah i’m smoking
sh*t
father, why you gonna leave me with the f*cking step dad?
my bad, i’m doing drugs and sleeping on my narcan
smoking

[hook]
momma said i’m the most talented boy
but now i’m smoking weed and asking for an ounce for the joy
i remember slightly when my f*cking dad was unemployed
and now i’m here unhappy and he’s living like troy
from community, but still was working a 9*5
but now he has the time to live and always able to try
i wish i was able to drive away from all this madness
that’s why i make beats with the homie and start rapping
i’m now a captain and you is just a fraction of my possibility, i do this with no action
but instead i get high and let my mind stay active
i’m getting traction
even when i’m laying low, the b*tches back’s bent
smoking

- dystopian it lyrics

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