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I fell you |
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To every girl who never had a daddy. |
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and to every boy who ain't never had a mother. |
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To that pretty woman lost in the world |
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who seem to think another man won't love her. |
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all the homies locked up in the pen |
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who can never seem to dodge that trouble |
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hold your head up high cause there's better days |
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hard times I was praying for them better ways |
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I don't know a niggas struggle but I know pain |
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Cold world but a nigga tryna maintain |
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Still praying for a little change |
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Bills due and I cant pay |
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Or when your money running low and your rent late |
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And doc say granny gone after 30 days |
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You don't even know the half of my heartache |
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Too many I done lost it's a heart break |
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And they wonder why this nigga going hard |
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I done came to far from my boulevard |
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Couple war wounds, few battle scars |
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But im still here livin' gotta thank GOD. |
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It's a cold world, it don't love you |
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Funny what a little faith and hope do |
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LORD |
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hook: |
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I know my momma prayin for me |
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And my granny prayin for me |
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I'm hustling for my family |
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and that's every day and night |
