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Yo Boss, hey turn them headphones up for me my nigga |
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Trae the Truth, |
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Young Chill told myself |
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I wasn't gon get back in that zone mayn |
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It's like this track you did, keep calling for it though |
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I feel it's one of these motherfuckers, make this song cry |
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Straight up shit never fail mayn, this motherfucker got me in a zone |
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It's a lot of you motherfuckers, that did a nigga bad |
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You got me fucked up this time [Trae:] |
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No matter what happens, |
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I promise |
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I keep it real and never be fly |
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Something like |
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Jigga, cause |
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I gotta make this song cry |
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Never no emotion but |
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I feel I need to share my pain, come on stand in the rain with a nigga |
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See how I feel on an everyday basis, when hard life took aim at a nigga |
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I never thought that |
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I'd ever see the day, the people |
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I got love for turned me away |
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But it is what it is, the only one left to trust is |
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Trae I got a child on the way, and it seem to me |
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I ain't gon see it |
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My baby mama wanna see it dead, cause she say she don't need it |
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And I be wrong, to play an eye for an eye |
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But see her devilish ways, can stay and see me rolling on by |
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Hateful bitch, loyalty is what |
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I know and |
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I don't know too many with it |
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Homies left to click to kick it, with niggaz in higher digits |
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And I ain't mad, |
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I was hurt for a sec |
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But I learned, that |
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I gotta be strong and hold it down for the rest of my set |
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Plus my baby |
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Neeko, getting older now |
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You and Jared relax, cause |
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I got you on my shoulder now daddy on his way up |
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Nobody finna bring me back down, it's war and |
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I won't back down |
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The weight on my shoulders prolly weigh too much, but |
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I won't slack down |
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I click and |
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I drop the |
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Lac down, and mob as |
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I'm thinking |
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I'm unable to cry, so it make it hard when |
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I'm thinking |
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No way to thin out, but |
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I thank the |
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Lord for leaving me my family |
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A.B.N. and |
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M.C.G., the only one living to handle me |
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My nigga Dougie free, to see me make it through them gates |
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When I get my chance, |
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I'ma come back and guide you to the plate |
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It ain't never too late, we just gon hope that we can get to see it |
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And I'd give my last breath, and my last smile to get to see it |
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Danny Boo, |
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I know that you lost your mama and your daddy gone |
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But know I'm here to be your guard until |
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Dinkie come home |
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I've been feeling it lately, |
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I'm getting shorter than life |
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These niggaz try to stop my day, but |
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I came through the night |
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And if I gotta go, just know someone gon keep me living |
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And this is all that |
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I'm giving, ain't nothing else |
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I'm feeling |
