You got expectations
And I don’t want to face them
Left my cape behind
Can no longer be your Superman
Saving you when I need saving

You got expectations
And I don’t want to chase them
Left my cape behind
Can no longer be your Superman
Saving you when I need saving

This world deadly like liver with liquor
But words will prolly kill me quicker
We tryna love with a bitter heart
Keys open doors
Couldn’t pick up the lock
Being overlooked got you feeling hot
Your brother got the juice got you feeling pac
Hunger in your stomach you can feel the knots
Hope the world feel me nigga
And reaper never catch me chilling
Spread game cause the shit free
But the same game gon get me
Ye ain’t heard a nigga this good since common sense
Lately I maneuver through hate and compliments
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