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Uh, uhm, yeah, uh-huh Uhm, yeah, uhm, this a room I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go She said you, you can't save em all She said you, you can't save em all, yeah She said you, you can't save em all, yeah I mix a gallon of the gallon in a gallon of that And down that in your Nissan for the memory For the energy, for the Tennessee Fam called work all work just to visit me I bought an ounce just to fuck with you He don't take no hand outs, he don't take no hand outs Remember what my poppa told me Remember what my poppa told me Trust in with, trust in ya, my inward, my friend of Last of the dvine livin' So timid, all on us Dog on it, they would laugh at the small moments Then call on us Like who had you on your bad day? Who dropped you at that bitch house? SongtexteLike back when we was little I was just an instrumental Now I'm Malcolm in a million We talked about a billion We talked about our feelin's We kept it more than realest And look at how the path came Took it for the rap fam Would ya give ya all to the world The work, work, and left hurt? Shit and what's worse She too tired to talk, lately your thumbs hurt We miss love and sex bridgin' your son's birth 21 hurts in court by 24, boy You can't save 'em all She said you, you-you, you can't save 'em all, um She said you, you-you, you can't save 'em all, um I write pissed ass livin', fuck that shit Fuck call centers, fuck is this really growin' up my nigga? Tax on your motherfuckin' nuts my nigga 1025 what the fuck can a nigga do with 1025? Plus your weed habit plus my weed habit and your weed habit For free givin' we livin' with a weed daddy, two kids Mix that Boosie with that boom-bap You rap like you need money like you don't love this My shit chewed up your jury before you judged this Pull up, suck on my dick like ain't it gorgeous For those that can't afford this It be like I got, I got I got my own world, I got my own mind Day dreamin' for a lunch break for my son's sake On the run for the fun's sake I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go You, you can't save em all Aus Songtexte Mania