"I do" lyrics

"I do"

You feel like you in hell, I do
Feel like you took a L, I do
Feel like you walkin' on shells, I do
Feel like you trapped in a shell, I do
Feel like you got no one else, I do
Feel like you all by yourself, I do
Feel like they want you to fail, I do
Know you think no one can tell, But I do

Things get better with time but we all hate waitin'
You just got to stay alive
I'ma go and get mines, nah I can't be patient
I ain't finna wait in line
Yeah I had me a dime, but she just want cake shit
I couldn't put the paper aside
[?]
Yeah I smoke me a lot, but I hate being high

Ohh
Need a breath of fresh air cause a nigga can't breathe in the streets
Ohh
Nigga we don't play fair we gon' make a nigga bleed where he sleep
Ohh
Said you gotta watch the quiet ones
They'll be the one to fire some
[?]
I never lied to you

Ohh
I lost it all
Thought no one believed in me
They spoke all my flaws, that's cool
So I did this on my own
Ain't ask you for no ride home
But now they won't leave with me
But I ain't take that walk
So I don't even wanna talk

You feel like you in hell, I do
Feel like you took a L, I do
Feel like you walkin' on shells, I do
Feel like you trapped in a shell, I do
Feel like you got no one else, I do
Feel like you all by yourself, I do
Feel like they want you to fail, I do
Know you think no one can tell, But I do


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