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Far Alone letra


I remember in the day I used to skip class
Booze in my puck bag and we all smoked grass
We all kings round here its where we been grown
I'm always on the road rapping at abunch a shows

I remember in the day I used to skip class
Booze in my puck bag and we all smoked grass
We all kings round here its where we been grown
I'm always on the road rapping at abunch a shows
Shit change, fairy tale like a fable
Mean I know I bust raps but I still buss tables Soo
What do they all say man its gettin safe to say
Now I'm feeling all alone gliding on a breakaway
Fuck the Ice now rappin shit is right now
Used to play Lax too back when I was class clown
They used to say in the day school was all perks
But now its always no play and its all work
Its safe to say in this life fam comes first
Unless you find yourself a girl that makes you cum first
In the day they would say I really ain't shit
Now I'm on the road to riches and being famous

Yeah, They used to tell me
They used to say id be Far alone.. Far alone.. Oh ohh
They used to always say, They would just say Im so Far Alone.. Far Alone
And now I'm here bitch
And now I'm here bitch

People used to say I was the real deal
Until I make one track that they don't feel
Im like damn, I'm just a kid with a real feel
Let me know how you would do if you didn't have a damn deal
I said it before that I apologize to my Ex
And to be real this just some shit to get off my chest
You were nothing but a plan to get the damn next
Always looking into time wonder what I plan next
I got high and filled the smoke around my damn neck
Back when Anxiety had a hold on my damn chest
Yeah.. I ain't gonna lie man that shit sucks
Only way out is saying I don't give a fuck
The summer time I still work and get my dimes boy
Why I make more than the label woulda signed for
Im independent but I'm searching for the right sport
Passing me the ball and ill make the fucking line score

Yeahhh, They used to tell me
They used to say id be Far alone.. Far alone.. Oh ohh
They used to always say, They would just say Im so Far Alone.. Far Alone
And now I'm here bitch
And now I'm here bitch

Matt Corman - Letras

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