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Artist: BabyJake
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239
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239
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Yeah, uh, yeah
I swear I used to write better, do better, be better
Yeah, yeah
I swear I used to write better lines when I blew tree
I used to take my damn time with this poetry
Then smoke a fattie with my cold morning coffee
Now I can't even drink my cold morning coffee
All the panic attacks, I feel the pressure
Always watchin' my back
At least I finally found someone, in fact
Only reason that I'm truly on track
Turn my engine on and told me
Don't you ever look back, don't you ever look back
There's always more to life, don't you forget
That one day you gon' be a father with your own batch of kids
So you can't go around talkin' all of that shit
'Cause you gon' live a long life if you pass 26
You gon' have many years, you gon' have many tears
Many things that you fear, so you gotta steer clear
And find the end of the tunnel
See that your own self stay outta trouble
So you can look at your mother and tell her
Momma, I'm happy, momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here, I'm here, look at me clearly
Look in the rearview, look in the mirror, in the mirror
Yeah, don't get it twisted, I just am who I am
If you can't respect my wishes, then you ain't in the plan
Yeah I really like my alcohol, bottle or can
Fuck it, I'll hold one in one in one in each hand
Damn it that makes three, I guess I'll have to grab another
Even numbers are key, I got nowhere to be
But the woman that I love worryin' 'bout me
Like, is he okay to drive? Baby let's just see
I hit I95 in a minute man
Cruise control, 95 in the middle lane
Feelin' good, feelin' great, shake 'n bake it
I'ma deardevil, yeah I feel amazin'
239 'til I die, man, it's fuck the fame
I'ma Florida boy, baby, I'ma stay the same
In my hood, I hold weight, can't be flakin'
I stay busy on my grind, money-makin'
Momma, I'm happy, momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here, I'm here, look at me clearly
Look in the rearview, look in the mirror, in the mirror
Momma, I'm happy, momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here, I'm here, look at me clearly
Look in the rearview, look in the mirror, in the mirror
Momma, uh, yeah
Momma, momma, uh, yeah, yeah
Momma, uh, yeah
Momma, momma, uh, yeah
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