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1L0v3myL1f3! (Explicit) - Danny Brown/femtanyl
Composed by:Daniel Sewell/Noelle Mansbridge
Produced by:Femtanyl
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Everything ain't what it seems
Yeah
2K for them jeans I'm so fresh so clean
Living that life fit for a king
Yeah
Dreams so far-fetched I'm so blessed got everything in check
Uh-huh
So just let me flex give me that neck on that stoner X
Legendary torch like Harry shoulder sore 'cause the game I carry
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Made my lane now who's to blame? Money long like smoke from a train
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Overcame all them hardships made my name I'm on some shit
Yeah
Some might say life is a bitch but right now my life the shit
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Loving it made it from the bottom but still thugging it
Up in it still I kept it real while they on sucker shit
What is this? Tryna count me out but I'm still counting up
What the fuck? Thought that I was stuck but I'm still turning up
Got back up I was down awhile but now I'm waking up
Caking up love this life I'm living I got my paper up
I love my life can't doubt it
I got what I wanted
It's so underwhelming
It's so unfun why?
It's hard not to live for
God I wonder if I am enough
I love my life I love my life
We all love a comeback story
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They was worried underdog lost it all got my head up off that fall
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Now it's all up from here living life without a fear
Shedding tears 'cause I'm still here blessed to see another year
I would never take this shit for granted sound like run a planet
Yeah
Take advantage panic when it's rough but I keep my head up
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Out the way pray when I wake up thankful for another day
Uh-huh
I will say everything I went through I am here today
Yeah
Now who's to say? Better get out my way ain't got no time to play
Ah
I won't brag when the going get tough know it will be okay
Uh-huh
Keep my pace ain't no need to rush just gotta keep it up
Yeah
Take it serious 'cause this life I love and cannot fuck this up
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What is this? Tryna count me out but I'm still counting up
So what the fuck? Thought that I was stuck but I'm still turning up
Got back up I was down awhile but now I'm waking up
Caking up love this life I'm living I got my paper up
I love my life can't doubt it
I got what I wanted
It's so underwhelming
It's so unfun why?
I'm driving on the highway
Let's go run it on the way
I woke up and I got what you wanted
I hope you cope and you're yearnin'
And the plane becomes a metaphor for my life
And as I suffer for it look at it shine
Big aluminum motherfucker
And it shines like a forehead
And hell metal'll sink in water much less air
So no one can deny me the right
To fly a plane of my own device
Y'know it's my art
When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane