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feat. Adam Levine |
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(Intro: D-Roc) |
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I know what you go through |
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From me to you, I love you |
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(Verse 1: D-Roc) |
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From the nigga to the baller, never satisfied |
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So the money got you doing shit that'll fuck up your pride |
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You ain't a hoe, you just really trying to get by |
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Every day looking up at the sky |
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Sometimes, shit get so hard |
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It really have you bothered |
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First you sigh, then you cry |
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Up a whole puddle of water |
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Seem like this shit won't ever end |
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Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds |
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Waves turn to a hurricane |
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If you see joy, you got to see pain |
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Shit in the world ain't gonna ever change |
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Even when you die, it'll be the same |
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Now you a victim of circumstance |
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Jars aren't counted so your forced to dance |
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Hoping and praying for a second chance |
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Just wanna put back on your pants |
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Walk out the club and throw up your hands |
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Tired of being disrespected by her man |
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Say this shit ain't right for you |
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Niggaz been yellin all night for you |
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Got in your mind what's best for you |
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Walk up to the club owner tell him your through |
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(Chorus: Adam Levine) |
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She's stuck off in this little room |
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With nothing left to hold onto |
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Her life is in a little box |
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She's wondering will it ever stop? |
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The life of a stripper |
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(Hook: Girl) |
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I'm so sick and I'm so tired |
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Of these clubs, I keep crying |
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Every night, I wipe my eyes |
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Cause these years pass me by |
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I give up, I'm all in |
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My whole life is full of sin |
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This road is a dead end |
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I wanna live again |
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(D-Roc) |
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From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord |
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No one really enforces that lifes gonna be hard |
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Which is kinda left up to the teachers |
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And the teachers leave it up to the preachers |
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the preachers ain't fitting to be sure |
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It's the rappers |
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Sad, ain't it |
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(Verse 2: Kaine) |
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It's what this girl ain't start, pretty fine little woman |
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Going to college, taking off her clothes for money |
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She gotta pay the rent, she got a little girl |
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Her baby daddy ain't shit, See what she dealin with? |
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But she gotta hold on (hold on) |
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Wanna leave the club alone (you dead wrong) |
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She gotta pay the bills but in the meantime |
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She like "fuck how she feel" living is real |
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So she back in the club again |
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Taking off her clothes again |
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Going to school, going to work, getting tiring |
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Lack of sleep but baby gotta eat |
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and these shoes on her feet |
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She got a test next week so she stressing |
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Ask god to give her a blessing, send her in the right direction |
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Her parents died when she was eight years old |
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And after that, she felt like she was all alone |
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But she got her grandparents and they raised her well |
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Keep going to school, take care of yourself |
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Getting hard, going to school and work in the club |
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And at the same time looking for love |
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She can't keep skipping for an occupation |
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In a minute, she'll be graduating |
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Make her wanna throw up her hands |
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Cause she only wanna live again |
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(Chorus) |
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(Hook) |
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(Chorus) |