Arizona Akin - Aspirations lyrics

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Arizona Akin - Aspirations lyrics

I forgot what sleep is Never caught with my eyes closed Fallin' off the deep end Never taking the high road Takin' care the nice cloths Who knows when the next ones comin' Women in the texts I'm thumbin' Wonder when them checks are coming' Extra numbers Daywalkers callin' when breakfast comin' Never, never stunting' All of my money go in this mixtape See me with a CD all I ask you do is hit play Thirteen on the corner countin' money wonder which way They say to chase my dreams But this rappin' don't get the rent paid Insane, in pain still with the euphoria Perfection with my formula f** you and the who*e you love Loud up in the clouds So now you could say its stormin' up Related dementia I'm findin' comfort and women And then its this and this pencil But not to mention this ribbit Green' Grandpa say "Be anything." Can't be broke by any means So disturbed by little things Tryna keep the mental clean I been in the trap with the EMT checkin' pulses Steven's little brother in front of us overdosing Young as f** on adult sh** it messed me up a little I learned that nothing's simple You gotta earn what you wanna get All you do is take you get f**ed over like "Not again!" Of God alone afraid I ain't scared of them boys you ridin' with Jealous of my lane but baby this the life it's leadin' to Open with affection I see how them dudes treatin' you The world is unforgiving But I'll forgive in a minute I can see they eyes watchin' After each and every sentence Hard with aspirations give a f** if you don't like me Be difficult to care when every piece of j**elry's Women in the texts I'm thumbin' Wonder when them checks are coming' Extra numbers Daywalkers callin' when breakfast comin' Never stunting' All of my money go in this mixtape See me with a CD all I ask you do is hit play Thirteen on the corner countin' money wonder which way They say to chase my dreams But this rappin' don't get the rent paid Insane, in pain still with the euphoria Perfection with my formula f** you and the who*e you love Loud up in the clouds So now you could say it's stormin' up

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