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I keep my friends close |
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Enemies on a leash like, |
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Me and my haters is literally |
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Siamese I can define me but if |
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I let my friends do it |
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They'll tell you |
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I'm some bipolar, hard drug user |
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The J gets smaller, |
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I'm up in my zone |
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Though surrounded by an entourage, |
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I feel like |
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I'm alone |
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A long way from normal, |
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I try to keep it cordial |
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I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring |
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Shout out to my nigga |
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Its now for a nigga |
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Know some niggas back home, ain't proud of a nigga |
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They don't see my vision, grown man mission |
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They all see my life from a childish position |
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I'm the mouth of the |
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District, nobody work harder |
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My heart is in the monuments, the life is in the harbor |
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So tell me all my followers, am |
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I wrong for barking? |
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Am I wrong for thinking |
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I was better off in college? |
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At least I'll be stable, |
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Yea slightly less popular |
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But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking |
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A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge |
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I do self evaluate, |
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Yea I know |
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I've got some problems |
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Can't change who |
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I am, I just try to get better |
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So in the mean time keep it moving on accept that |
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And you all will respect that [Skit] [Verse 2] |
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Yea, You always say you wasn't ready for no man |
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But I wasn't having that, |
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I gave you errything |
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I had No errything |
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I had, or the very things you have |
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Tricking, king of the court, small forward, |
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Cavs Where your whereabouts baby? |
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I care about you lady |
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And I left you all them letters in your mailbox waiting |
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And I ain't never plan to be famous |
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So I'm a take that rubber off, |
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I wouldn't mind having babies |
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With a home girl best friend lover all that |
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Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that |
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Look me in my eyes, say if you take it |
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I'm a give it |
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And if I give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches |
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Please Wale, |
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She used to call me late |
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One day she called me early, to tell me that she late |
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Fuck you mean? |
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See my hands start to shake |
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I ain't looking in her eyes but her face |
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Cuz tears falling down make me ache |
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We should just ignore it, you know we can't afford it |
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She said I cannot believe that you say we should abort it |
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I will not support it, what happened to you courting |
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And I ain't want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it |
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You just had to force it, you had to keep going |
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Now that lil pre cum gone be having me swollen |
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As we go forward, |
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I came back from touring |
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The DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend |
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Smiles and handshakes |
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Everywhere |
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I go Girlfriends, groupies, then |
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I'm all alone |
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So confused, these strange relationships |
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I think I've got some enemies disguised as friends |
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Smiles and handshakes |
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Everywhere |
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I go Girlfriends, groupies, then |
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I'm all alone |
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So confused, these strange relationships |
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I think I've got some enemies disguised as friends |
