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Hook: (Jesse Leprotti) Questioning my cards but I still won't fold Fall into the music, let it take control They saying that i'm hot, but I feel so cold Like my hearts so froze, no you dont even know How'd we get so broke? I ain't talking money, all that glitter ain't gold I don't know whats in my cup although I feel so throwed Speak so bold cause I feel so close Verse 1: {Caleb(justCaleb)} Lost on the road, no GPS Guess life is a bitch and wanna see me guess Paranoid, more drugs than a CVS Which means I got more plugs than a VHS I mean a VCS, I mean a VCR It seems like everybody wanna see me fall Its me against the world in a free for all Really though, in life, nothing free for all "What the fuck you rap for?" Not a fucking paycheck Not because your bitch is coming at me with a latex Not because the industry is dirty like the pavement I do it cause in real life, you don't get no rainchecks Speak numbers, i'm past letters Got medical in my ash-catcher No Pokemon' but I poked ya moms And now she calling me Ash Ketchum (swag) The Government taught me bad lessons Got hands I don't even need a pass catcher Cuz I go so hard, got loko bars I don't know the definition of a bad record like: Hook Verse 2 {Caleb(justCaleb) Close Closer than me and you once were, but that was long ago Like can't we bring it back to that time I thought thats what this song was for Like can't I get you out my head? No? then whats the ganja for? You say you feel me back so what you bringing all this drama for? When the voices in your head are louder than the weed is I guess you need this Existentialist since a fetus Its funny when the sidewalk is smoother than the street is Life is like a puzzle, we just playing with the pieces Heres two, plus one for my three cents: Life life, no time to repent This America, no decence. I said America: no decence Its like the constitution switch up on us every weekend Blunt in my mouth, and my hands on my cards like: Hook: (Jesse Leprotti) Questioning my cards but I still won't fold Fall into the music, let it take control They saying that i'm hot, but I feel so cold Like my hearts so froze, no you dont even know How'd we get so broke? I ain't talking money, all that glitter ain't gold I don't know whats in my cup although I feel so throwed Speak so bold cause I feel so close *All lyrics written by: Caleb Brown Hook sung by: Jesse Leprotti Produced by: Supah Mario