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So Many Tears

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Through the years I done held so many tears
Took so many L's
I done faced so many fears
And you know how I live
Raised to never trip on shit
Know this world get cold as shit
Shit just is whatever it is

And you don't understand what it's like to be a man
What's the saying life's a beach
But ain't no playing in the sand
Know some niggas saw them waves, turned around and fucking ran
Know some niggas took a stand
Surfed the turbulence to land
It's hard at times to find the time to let my feelings go
Time to time I hop on beats and I just let my spirit flow
And no I don't discuss my heart, the softest parts I never show
Swear that part so hard to reach, that if you breach just might implode
Remember back when I was weak, would stay up tweeting bout some hoe
Now lil black just hit the streets, replace that freak, and play it cold
Now lil black just clap them cheeks, then tell that freak to hit the door
Roll a fat one, ain't no backwoods, honey swisher leafs I blow
Thinking whoa

Through the years I done held so many tears
Took so many L's
I done faced so many fears
And you know how I live
Raised to never trip on shit
Know this world get cold as shit
Shit just is whatever it is

Through the years I done held so many tears
Took so many L's
I done faced so many fears
And you know how I live
Raised to never trip on shit
Know this world get cold as shit
Shit just is whatever it is

I was just 21 with the mental mindset
Of a nigga who pushing on 54
Like I feel like my life close to ending probably
Imma live this bitch up before them curtains close
Not to mention my bitch always tweaking bout lil different shit so the love couldn't never grow
That shit led to me slicking and dicking all these different hoes, which led to a deeper hole
That was right 'round the time my whip got repoed
Vacate notices posted up on my door
Guess it's back to my pops or just trap on the block toting straps on the block just to make some dough
Set a pick and roll
Finna ball on these niggas
Im so used to falling my nigga
Got battle scars
Call it quits 'for I call on a nigga
Before my handout for a nigga
I'd rather starve
Switched up locations
A trip cross the nation
Long way to Decatur and then to mars
Dealt with some haters
But focused on facing myself in that mirror I found it hard
I gave my problems up to the lord
Rolled every whoa I had in cigars
Mama I swear that I'm going far
Won't return til I'm living life like a star

Through the years I done held so many tears
Took so many L's
I done faced so many fears
And you know how I live
Raised to never trip on shit
Know this world get cold as shit
Shit just is whatever it is

Through the years I done held so many tears
Took so many L's
I done faced so many fears
And you know how I live
Raised to never trip on shit
Know this world get cold as shit
Shit just is whatever it is

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Keenan Turner

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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