| It ain’t hard to tell, I excel and prevail
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| Young niggas rising hell but talk well
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| Make sales, I managed to re-fake jail
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| Blast on the road to success was unpaved land
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| But here we are, breathing, fuck demons
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| Never get caught sleeping, I’d rather be caught dreaming
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| Now me and my niggas be flying across seas
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| Laughing at the days we used to rack tall T’s
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| Now we rock shows up in London, wondering
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| How they even heard of me
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| Never did occur to me if I get to the top one day
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| Lotta niggas gonna be sending shots my way
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| Could’ve been the worst that I shot then say
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| Across the bear hoes you never got complain
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| One day, though, some day is on
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| One day you’re here, next day you’re gone
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| Wake up with the fear of living for another day
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| Tell myself that it’s nothing that I can’t take
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| Your strength is the sickness I can’t hide
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| I try to be invisible to him
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| Make no noise, tip toe through everything
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| Hell’s fury feeds the fear inside
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| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover
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| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover
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| I made choices that I cannot live with
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| I regret not choosing over him
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| I’m suffocating in this life
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| Don’t know if I can survive this weather
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| And you turn up with your arms and umbrella
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| I send a farewell tonight
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| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover
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| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover
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| My life could be a movie let me write the script
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| It would be something truly never read like a crypt
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| Learn it with clothes full of hoes like a pimp
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| Far from a flower but I rose like a blimp
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| Now who we gonna cast for the roles in this flick?
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| Only bad hoes getting shows for the tricks
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| Who gonna play the lead, though? |
| Will Smith? |
| Maybe
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| Second thought, fuck it, ain’t nobody gonna play me
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| Yo, some day is on, one day you’re here, next day you’re gone
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| One day you’re here, next day you’re gone
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| I know the risk has come, I know I can run into your arms
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| I know you’ll come to save me from harm
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| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover
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| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn
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| Might hear your call to bring you cover |