No pops there to hold my hand
When I stumbled out the gates
If you’re wondering about the repetition, this song was a complete freestyle. I was recording these vocals over another beat, but my family in the studio stopped the presses. Trevor queued up this beat and I took about 4 takes to find the right flows and now the rest is history. Literally.
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