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And everything will go away, this life is too short,
Cuz youth is fancy so I have nothing to say,
Feel like a grown-up when parent stop screwing up
Why I don't expect fish will be caught when fishing
Outside it's pouring rain, and I'm still smoking and feel good
Melodious sounds, Mom asks: 'Anything new down your way?'
When I live in San Jose each one rolls a blunt,
And when back Baltimore we all drink and chill out,
Four twenty o'clock sharp, someone gets ready for party,
Unfortunately someone still has to work,
One day you will understand that love is infinite
What if I died tomorrow, who'd know to say goodbye!
Buddha keeps reminding me to accept and let it go,
At first you lied when pursuing fame
Just follow the truth and don't need talking excessively
I'm talking 'bout truth never talking 'bout lies
No urban lights when I leave SJ,
Addiction, envy, let put 'em all away.

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