N My Room

I don’t need no fuck shit in my room
Bed and breakfast better breakfast in bed
Mixin a cup with a blunt and and some rez
I don’t need no fuck shit in my room
Room enough from the realest of Man
All this shit made from pencil and pen
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Man get the fuck out and don’t say shit to me
Fuck suckin up cause it ain’t shit to please
The homies the honies and all family
Open the door to try to damage me
Aye
Locked up my door wit some keys... aye
Police just tried to canvas me ....aye
Put out my jet then I leave ....aye
Pull out a book then I read ....aye

Same sentence but a different page
Same uzi but a different rage
Same house but a different age.
See the whole day thru a window pane
Hittin my pen till I levitate
Hittin my juul just to celebrate
My circle so small that it’s seldom hate
None of my niggas is ever fake

Old soul, old dos: retro
New city, same hoes: metro
Same mood same tone: mellow
Gunshot, and ready set go
Heartache Stomachache: pepto
Stole my will to wait: clepto
Now you I hate: let go
My room my place: Special
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HOOK:
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Dos verse:

Stay up in my room way too late for your face just to wait and come over another day.
Made up in my room, put these clothes in the crate cause I’m dyin to move to another state.
Lay up in my room to create a mistake but I need to relax just to masturbate
Awake in my room, and I try not to cave, but without you I struggle to concentrate
This room gone protect me from cold and the hate
These words are like murder, & I caught a case
I’m cookin up lines; I shake and bake
I feel kinda anxious, so I shake and bake.
Alotta weed smoke is surroundin my safest thoughts but they all come on my face. Pause.
A lotta people finding out the fact we are lost, but they still will never change. Dawg.
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