| I brought you something close to me
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| And left with something new
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| See through your head
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| You haunt my dreams
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| Nothing to do but believe
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| Just believe
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| And please don’t confuse me with dog, I’m different
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| Long Term Mentality, still remember them cheap wood benches
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| How could I ever forget, I never could get
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| How niggas couldn’t get up and get all they could get
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| Man I done seen a thing or two of things that she or he will do
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| To fit in with each other nitpicking at each other
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| Killing each other, bringing each other down
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| Crustations in a bucket, fuck it
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| Roll your windows down in your bucket, play this loud
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| Soul brother number fucking two
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| My time on these 1's and 2's
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| I’m on this track like running shoes
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| I dedicate this one to Cletus Anderson for working harder than the average man
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| Or bend over backwards for his family
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| Doing whatever is you ask for him
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| Shit, I know he fucking tired
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| He should be somewhere retired
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| Still trying, bills still due
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| And between me and you until we get a mill
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| Life smells like mildew
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| Long term (This is long term!)
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| Long term (I'll help you suckas, cause I take it long term)
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| Long term (I came, I saw, and conquered)
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| Mentality, mentality, long term (And it’s an honor)
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| Long term (To share this with you, wait no longer)
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| Long term (Mother fucker this is long term)
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| Mentality, mentality, long term |