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jim's interlude - eli the guy lyrics

[intro: hoodiejim]
*em, *um, o*oh
*em, *um, o*oh
*em, *um, o*oh
*ed, more, what’s* (uh)

[verse: hoodiejim]
so tired of running, i’m calling your bluff (*em, *um, o*oh)
thought the worst was the best that i give, and these n*ggas gon’ say not enough (*em, *um, o*oh)
nah i’m just jumping the cracks, tryna stay way from the hits (*em, *um, o*oh)
said that sh*t was a gap, and i didn’t at first, know i get what they said (*ed, more, what’s*)
i ain’t doing enough, all of my n*ggas is moving (*em, *um, o*oh)
and every jan on the first, i sit, hitting myself like i need some improvement (*em, *um, o*oh)
this ain’t hitting me right, tryna stay cool on my steps (*em, *um, o*oh)
in a race against time, tryna slow, but the question was next (*ed, more, what’s*)
n*ggas ask where the pressure go, how you gon’ sleep when your pockets (*em, *um, o*oh)
how you gon’ sleep when your pockets is broke, and you got a little daughter in conscious (*em, *um, o*oh)
my n*gga, i’m moving with brisk, got a pace, ain’t no clue how much time he be facing to hit (*em, *um, o*oh)
one time, and these wasters just thinking what if, little he know all those of less is sh*t (*ed, more, what’s*)
wait, moving, i just sit back like a student (*em, *um, o*oh)
got a lil rap for my low now, should watch how i make it a movie (*em, *um, o*oh)
got a little action, i’m sold now, we just got more for the movement (*em, *um, o*oh)
in the clouds, and i’m stuck now, i blame it on folding these losers (*ed, more, what’s*)
b*tches online, and the day i mislead, scared of commitment, then carry the sins (*em, *um, o*oh)
nah, it’s just different, i blame my depression, can’t even stay down to relate my discretion (*em, *um, o*oh)
with n*ggas whose pain only take for a lesson, we ate for the weapons, was placed up in here (*em, *um, o*oh)
know when we only got days over here, maybe my thinking ain’t safe over here (*ed, more, what’s*)
counting them days of the year, mm, yeah (*em, *um, o*oh)
[outro: hoodiejim]
sh*t, something like that (*em, *um, o*oh)
counting them days of the year n*gga
*em, *um, o*oh
*ed, more, what’s*

- eli the guy lyrics

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