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I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I hurt so much in the last month Live everyday like it's your last one Can't trust nobody I've been betrayed by everybody around Cracking jokes I don't laugh much For help I never could ask much If I'm down an out I get passed up No one there to be found This life is like a rodeo Up and down emotional roller coaster Problem solver, ain't hard to cope with But it's hard to follow rules, I'm the culprit Easy to talk but its hard to listen But the goal I'm chasing ain't hard to picture Hurt to see every car I wanted But behind the wheel I ain't the person in it SongtexteThe chick I wanted, wanted someone popular And I ain't that popular (whats that?) But now I'm so high, you gon' need binoculars Now there ain't nothing I [?] Bunk bed living had to sleep on top one another There's nothing you could do for me Made it from the bottom to the top Can't stop my grind, really out my mind - True Story! Lemme keep this shit 100 I don't know your name You don't know my name And that's the way I want it I'mma do my thing Ain't gotta explain I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I'm so pressured out to win Enough to make anyone consider the normal clique Flashing out having arguments I'm no longer in bounds What meets the surface ain't all you get Introverts can't be too talkative Now as my heart place all of it Usually I wear frowns Ain't no sense in my straight pretending In a room full of people, I pays attention Steak for dinner, that we provided Made money in the slum that the street provided Behind my door Clutch heat beside it Out of line, I was taught let it eat somebody Put the sleeper silence Retreat from by me If it ain't no property shouldn't leave ? Certain things about it won't change The world ain't able to see bout that My pants they sagging below my waist Pockets filled with Franks Say I'm wylin out ways Love the game, never back out Cold but is fair, and its fair but it's cold Sold not told, nigga trap out Lemme keep this shit 100 I don't know your name You don't know my name And thats the way I want it I'mma do my thing Ain't gotta explain I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it Aus Songtexte Mania