[Chorus] I coulda lost my life, oh Lord please save my soul Give me the remedy to heal my achey bones I need to save myself, I can't save everyone Forever hate on me, if I can't let this go
I coulda lost my life, oh Lord please save my soul Give me the remedy to heal my achey bones I need to save myself, I can't save everyone Forever hate on me, if I can't let this go
[Verse 1] Yo Difficult days in a miserable flat New Roley the pinnacle for them niggas that trap Give me a map and I can plan a attack I can give them a visual if they want it giftwrapped Difficult days still a nigga don't quit Cuh they're way too thick to be takin' the piss And I couldn't have that brudda I'm a big man So I wouldn't ever take any liberties from a prick Some man will roll back to the place where you slack Then prepare with the mac but I still had to slap them Stay in and duck cuh man's not a badman He's scared with his wap, what? Yeah I'm prepared for the wass But I really wan' chill in my chair and relax And not look over shoulders prepared in a cab Cuh I might have to hop out and swear as a chav I'm so done with the passa In a two mil flat doing home made pasta You man best catch up You got a fake chain and you're gassed up I could never be that mug Long time no you ain't seen a smile on this My car lost this blud that blud A lot of my friends in the ground now And it weighs me down when I stand now
[Chorus] I coulda lost my life, oh Lord please save my soul Give me the remedy to heal my achey bones I need to save myself, I can't save everyone Forever hate on me, if I can't let this go
[Verse 2] Terrible days from a terrible night Terrible repercussions from a penetrable slice I ain't gettin' in discussions either leg it or you die If you really get away tell your nigga you survived On the comeback you regain you were from the other side And you nearly was a stain couldn't wrestle with your pride And you tell yourself stop you was runnin' on a hype And you shoulda got got, now you're runnin' wid your lies Like you wanna get stopped or fed to the wolves All mentioning things that's meant for the news Not thinking about what we tempted to do But I'm in a dark room tap tap with a tool On my temple to make me remember the mood I'm sorry my lil one sorry my boo I might haffi shoot, I might haffi do it I look after you and I know what to do Put you in a two-bed flat with your favourite flat stuff E.g. memory mattress You can wait here while a man handle the badness I can't get you in a madness I got a fake ID and a black spesh It's a big enough atlas A lot of my friends in the ground now I was thinking of them when I sang this [Chorus] I coulda lost my life, oh Lord please save my soul Give me the remedy to heal my achey bones I need to save myself, I can't save everyone Forever hate on me, if I can't let this go (Stay sane)
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