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I feel like this bitch ain't sentimental enough (Yeah, yeah, oh) |
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(Will, you a fool for this one) |
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But **** it, I'ma let this bitch do what it do |
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I'ma just tell how I feel on this shit |
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Bae, I got a hundred questions, would you tell a hundred lies? |
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My heart burnin' from the pain in disguise |
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See, I can tell by your expressions, I really love that look inside your eyes |
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See, baby girl, no I'm not like them other guys |
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I'm off the other side |
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I put my bro before the ho, I'm on my brother side |
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I jumped up off the porch, two packs of 'Ports, I'm screamin', "Homicide" |
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I guess the wheels fell off the car when them niggas told me that they'll ride |
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Remember times I did that time, I ain't have nobody by my side |
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Swear I be feelin' like the Carter so I'm sorry for the wait (Wait) |
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I swear the ghetto keep my heart pumpin' every single day |
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I'ma continue to go harder 'til a mil' up on my plate |
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I sip that lean way more than water, I take codeine straight to the face |
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I know them pussy niggas hate, I built a mansion in the A |
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She don't even speak English, she smashed the bro the other day |
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This for my niggas locked behind that door, I swear their lawyers' paid |
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I talked to Pablo on collect, he told me that he losin' faith |
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And I can't even much hold it, I miss the look that's on your face |
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See, they ain't even much notice it 'til the pain was outer space |
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I know I gotta stay focused, I gotta stay up out the way |
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'Til I'm sittin' in the Wraith |
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If the shoe fit, wear it |
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The difference between me and them, it ain't no comparin' |
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Nothin' but gangstas in my section |
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We be steppin' with them Glocks and Smith & Wessons |
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And all my niggas four pockets like Lil DT out the west end |
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You cuffed that ho and bought her clothes |
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I ****ed that bitch inside the Westin |
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Before you jumped up off the porch |
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I was out chasin' a check in |
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Really a factor in 6, oh, you other niggas gotta check in |
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Zero, one, two, three, four, I had to count my blessings |
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When we was swervin' in them cars |
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You was tryna pop a wheelie (Skrrt) |
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Dreamchaser, goin' hard, I'm feelin' just like Meek Milly |
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My heart cold just like North Philly, without no hands you can feel me |
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Only the deaf ones can hear me, them Prada shoes look like Heelys |
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Sent my lil' nigga up the road and his charge, he appealed it |
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I tote that Glock with that big pole, yeah, I had to conceal it |
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That blue flag all a nigga know, other than that them project buildings |
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Comin' from shit, but now I'm rich, that's one hell of a feeling |
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Pull up, pop out and you gon' give it up (Give it up) |
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I gave it all I got when they ain't give a **** (Give a ****) |
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And you can't hang with us 'cause you ain't real enough (Real enough) |
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No, you can't claim with us 'cause you ain't trill enough (Trill enough, yeah) |
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Yeah, dope boy dreamin' (Dreamin') |
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For them Perkys and that lean, I be fiendin' (Fiendin') |
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When I tell you I love you, girl, I had meaned it (Meaned it) |
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You don't really know the real meanin' |
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What's understood ain't gotta be explained |
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What's the real definition of "Won't change"? |
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I done been hit at by poles, I done been locked in them chains |
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I done turned glitter to gold, traded the street life for the stage |
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And I just wanna ball a hundred summers without you (Baby) |
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Codeine tears runnin' down my face (Down my face) |
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Yeah, it's hard to confess that I'm afraid |