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right - sorrowsoul lyrics

under pressure, sorrow, the rap professer
the one they go, 970
advice on how to flow better
this ain’t c*ckiness its confidence
i’m the best at this rap sh*t its really obvious
i don’t be popping sh*t
said in a few tracks i get the choppa lit
that was some rap cap, sorrow keeping no strap
on my lil tecca, wanna sound hard rapping bout cr*p
lemme keep this one true to my soul, f*ckin’ no cap
godd*mn, all the days filled of haze in my brain
self*loathing on the daily, my energy feelin’ drained
i gotta stay alive, keep rapping, change the game
sorrow said too many times he’s gеtting sober in life
but steady puffin on zootiеz, blow exotic all night
feel my anxiety rising when i don’t have a light
a jay, blunt, cart, whatever i’m seeing in sight
used to be, work, school, 24/7, i’m fried
but i’m employee of the month and grades are doin fine
they call that functional stoner, that may not be a lie
i call it drug addiction
and i hate telling my conscience that i’m right
godd*mn, you feel my vibe
eerbody got a vice
lemme push through my sh*tty thoughts and change my f*ckin’ life
start chiefing less and less, fixing my sleepless nights
mental health slowly improving, reaching brand new heights
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
can i be f*ckin’ right tonight?
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right, ugh
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
right, uh, right

my*girl is all i need to keep me feelin sane
she saved my life, i love my baby, forever we stay together
imma always try to find you, through sunshine or rain
i’ll never be the same since i met her
my ava, ugh
she understand my emotions more than myself
i’ll trust her forever, way more than anyone else
because
she is the female version of me
we’re perfectly imperfect you see
uh, true thoughts coming from a broken mind
time need to slow down, feel like i’m runnin outta mines
bad habits, i gotta un*practice to be a better man
nowadays i understand
but n0body recommend
you rap about that real sh*t
talk about the b*tches, money, how you tryna k!ll sh*t
but i’m on my earl sweatshirt not no f*ckin’ p drizzy
a broke depressed boy, i do not keep a lil’ milli
they bumping sorrowsoul ridin thru the f*ckin city
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
can i be f*ckin’ right tonight?
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right, ugh
i hope i’m f*ckin’ right
right, uh, right, uh yeah

- sorrowsoul lyrics

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