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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Gill
Robert Gill
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Gill
Robert Gill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mix MP
Mix MP
Producer
Mark "Kietel" Lowe
Mark "Kietel" Lowe
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, way too much done with my ****
Hard to be strong with my ****
The ego what's wrong with my ****
Fightin' for me to be sane, sane, sane
Look at what's done to my ****
Losin' the fun in the business
Finally come to my senses
I had to fly away, way, way
This is for all of my **** that lost the passion in this shit
Shit feel too drastic in this bitch
Only get fractions in this shit
I've been away too long like dearly departed
My physical eating, my spirit been starving
They told me that I wouldn't live if I stood on my own
But dying, we do that regardless, for real
I need to fly away, way, way, way
Break up out of these chains, chains, chains
Finally flew away, way, way, way
Had to find the love
Let's do it
Written by: Robert Gill
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