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feat. Dimitri McDowell |
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[Hook: Dimitri McDowell & Lecrae] |
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Here we go again in circles |
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I think I heard it all |
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We been here before |
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But we need something more |
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Something more |
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Something more |
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What you say |
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I can't hear cause you |
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Ain't talking 'bout nuthin (ain't talking 'bout nuthin) |
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(x4) |
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What you talking 'bout |
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They be talking 'bout the same old thing |
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Imma have to call a foul in the game |
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What you talking 'bout |
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A little money now you all OG |
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Talking 'bout it's all eyes on me |
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They ain't talking 'bout nuthin |
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[Verse 1: Lecrae] |
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Let me guess you counting money to the ceiling |
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Difference 'tween us like at least a couple million |
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It's foreign cars, pretty girls everywhere you go |
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Yeah I heard it 30 times on the radio |
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Lou Vuitton ain't gon' pay you for that bragging |
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And Donatella prolly never heard your album |
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Yeah they probably 'bout to label me a hater |
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But I know these people greater than the songs they created |
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It's little homies in the hood regurgitating |
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And everybody watching thinking that you made it |
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The truth is for a few designer labels and a little bit of paper now you 12 years slaving |
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Hey but you ain't Lupita |
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So why you beat up and pushing people to lean on the devil |
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Copping a seizure |
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It sound like you put your feet up |
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You still a slave and money can't buy you freedom partna' |
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[Hook: Dimitri McDowell & Lecrae] |
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[Verse 2: Lecrae] |
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Tell me why the song's on in my car (hear the radio) |
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Why the song on in my gym (what they saying now) |
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And the song's stuck in my head (I can't take no more) |
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I still don't know what y'all saying |
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Lemme lemme lemme do this |
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Imma be a straight shooter |
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And we was made in his image |
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Why we so Judas |
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Talking bread like we at the last supper |
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Throwing money at these women make it rain in the summer |
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I ain't advertising brands on the radio |
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They expensive and I know they ain't gon' pay me for |
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Telling kids to go in debt, for the 'vette that they'll prolly never get |
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But I talk about it every song |
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And every song talking 'bout they selling work on every corner |
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Don't talk about the laws, taking kids away from mommas |
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Don't talk about your homie in the trauma cause he shot up |
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Or what about your young boy messing up the product |
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They don't talk about the bond money that they ain't have |
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And everybody snitch on everybody in the jam |
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They don't talk about the pain, they don't talk about the struggle |
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How they turn to the Lord when they ran into trouble |
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Imma talk about it |
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I don't care if the world try to swallow me |
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I turn my back to 'em, tell 'em all follow me |
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I know you gon' label me a hater |
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But inside you are greater than the songs you creating man |
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[Hook] |
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[Outro] |
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Hey man, the way I see it |
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I think we were made for more |
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Than just, ya know, the simple things that we aspire toward |
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We were made for more than just telling stories about |
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How much money we can get by selling poison to people |
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It's time to talk about who we are and who we can be |
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And we need to build each other up and not put each other down |
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I feel like we not talking about nothing right now |