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IThoughtYouLookedFamiliar

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  • Walking through the village, hood up with no recognition
    Compass pointed to the wind
    Smoking, walking, never winning
    Long sleeves so my rings don't shine in the sun
    Young skylit wants a dollar, no I never needed one
    Acting like funds fell down in my palms
    Like it ain't just us, like I'm not just Bones
    Tryna hit my phone, all you get is tones
    Socializing is what I don't, I'm a never let it go
    1930's trunk, leave the cotton sleeve tight
    My floor got grain and the sun runs the lights
    Vanderbilt vision, only bitten with precision
    Fountains in the kitchen spitting while the chef still flipping
    Still death twisted, now I'm still like giving
    But I be like takin' if my happiness go missing
    Growing up I never listened now they wish I would've changed
    Cause every word spoken falls upon of arrangement
    Opinions turn to files
    I never ever save them
    Views turn to photographs
    I never ever frame them

    Sesh
    What?

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    [00:06.68]Walking through the village, hood up with no recognition
    [00:09.43]Compass pointed to the wind
    [00:10.78]Smoking, walking, never winning
    [00:12.53]Long sleeves so my rings don't shine in the sun
    [00:15.35]Young skylit wants a dollar, no I never needed one
    [00:18.67]Acting like funds fell down in my palms
    [00:21.60]Like it ain't just us, like I'm not just Bones
    [00:24.65]Tryna hit my phone, all you get is tones
    [00:27.79]Socializing is what I don't, I'm a never let it go
    [00:31.08]1930's trunk, leave the cotton sleeve tight
    [00:33.90]My floor got grain and the sun runs the lights
    [00:37.06]Vanderbilt vision, only bitten with precision
    [00:40.07]Fountains in the kitchen spitting while the chef still flipping
    [00:43.18]Still death twisted, now I'm still like giving
    [00:46.21]But I be like takin' if my happiness go missing
    [00:49.24]Growing up I never listened now they wish I would've changed
    [00:52.27]Cause every word spoken falls upon of arrangement
    [00:55.77]Opinions turn to files
    [00:57.10]I never ever save them
    [00:58.54]Views turn to photographs
    [01:00.10]I never ever frame them
    [01:01.88]
    [01:07.05]Sesh
    [01:12.82]What?
    [01:20.84]