Stubborn Lyrics

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Fuckin' all day

Runnin' round in circles

We smokin' loud on this purple

And I'm sorry but

We just run in different circles

I don't know what to tell ya

Quit my job

I don't know what to tell um

Can you hold

Yeah, let um fold

And I promise we goin' stay here forever

Forever

There's no tellin'

What life will hold but ain't no bailin'

Only sprintin'

Time's goin' man

Time's a tickin'

Time's a fickle bitch

Ain't no better way to sprinkle it

They goin' tit-for-tat

I'm goin' end-to-end

It's fourth and fuck

But I'm still goin' for it

Yeah I'm still goin' for it

I don't give a shit

You think I do

I'm not lazy; I'm just stubborn

Been through too much shit

To get burned again like rubber

We get goin' when times get tougher

But I know there's always someone buffer

Why we always gotta suffer

Why we gotta suffer

They'll be lookin' at you crazy when you cuff her

That's cause they don't wanna put the work in either

So you just do you

Don't worry about them

You focus on you

You do you booboo

I got me and my team

Let's go

And we goin' back again

Another year round the sun

You're lookin' at the glass half full

I'm lookin' at it half fun

And the other half

Yeah I'ma work my ass off

I don't care if it's a standoff

I don't care if there's a dance off

I don't care let the band off

I don't care if I come off as standoff

No I don't

I'm not lazy; I'm just stubborn

Been through too much shit

To get burned again like rubber

We get goin' when times get tougher

But I know there's always someone buffer

Why we always gotta suffer

Why we gotta suffer

They'll be lookin' at you crazy when you cuff her

And the proof is in the pudding

But the taste is off putting

Then you doin' things that you shouldn't

Cause you get back what you put in

Shoutout to my little pudding

That I'm doin' this for

Needed something that's goin' shake me to the core

And I hope life don't change on me

Put pain in the music so I don't got pain on me

Painting pictures but I don't got paint on me

And if the goals big enough

It's goin' be scary

I put my heart and soul into it

So I don't gotta puff out my chest

Cause it's goin' be hairy

You're a fruit always making life seem cherry

But it's tiring

I need my shit on blast like a siren

All of you motherfuckers too busy wildin'

I wish I could say that this was freestylin'

But I'm not

I'm better with the pen and paper

You do you and stick to your paper like a stapler

I'ma stick to mine

Running on full but still running out of time