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[Intro] Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous? Which is more important? Getting or letting go? You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything) You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything) [Chorus] Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant, but the truth hurtful? Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come-back-to-life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out...) [Verse 1] Yeah To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints And you'll see how I flipped like exclamation points My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls More death than World War II caused Around these parts we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin' I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin' I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sure ain't got mo' dough than Cole Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe-to-toe We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole to blast at ya Bassmasters, look how they tote a pole Gotta know the ropes and the protocol Or they gon' for sure blow your clothes half off like a promo code Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes," and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure Well, you know what Cole do Make a diamond, they just rhymin', me, I'm quotin' gold One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe in this PC culture Address me as the G.O.A.T. like they call Chief Keef Sosa In my sectional like a fuckin' three-piece sofa I'm known as the chosen one Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines [Chorus] Everything come back around full circle (Nigga, gotta go for mines) Why do lies sound pleasant, but the truth hurtful? (Yeah) Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come-back-to-life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah) [Verse 2] Survival at all costs, every day, niggas get logged off Bodies get hauled off Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost? Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost I brought him 'round close to me before but he Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath whenever he spoke to me Like on the low, he feelin' that in my shoes is where he supposed to be I tried to ignore the signs, but they're in the back of my mind It felt like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see" Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me Was screamin' that, some niggas, you gotta leave 'em back Unfortunately we seen the trap Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin' I'm glad that you shinin', but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'? Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime, they committin' it Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains, they tryin' to climb I'm here tryna find the derivative, you niggas don't feel me You see the clout, you don't see the real me If I was sick, you niggas wouldn't heal me Therefore I'm healin' myself, gettin' in tune with my God Slowly revealin' myself, buildin' my wealth A nigga touch mine, I'ma kill 'em myself, trust me [Chorus] Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant, but the truth hurtful? Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come-back-to-life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah) [Outro] Bitch, I'm back outside, nigga I'm back outside I'm back outside I'm back outside Everybody mentions suicide prevention Man, they even made a hotline To call up when there's tension, but I got a question What about a fuckin' homicide? Need a number for my niggas to call Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved Need a number for my niggas to call Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved