| Baby, don’t you know
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| Everything you do away from home
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| Could leave me here alone
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| So baby don’t you go, no
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| I saw a kid 12 years old, with a pack of cigarettes and a Glock
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| Cause in this ‘partments it was easy to cop
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| Looking for a nigga slipping, yeah they easy to spot
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| In the streets the enemies are just as evil as cops
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| The only word he ever heard from his pops was
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| If this the devil’s world then who hangs out at the top
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| He had cocaine dreams, and Scarface nightmares
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| I thought to myself, does anyone in this life care
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| Growing too fast like his days are lightyears
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| His mama says go to church, you need a light prayer
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| You think the streets need you? |
| Well I need you right here
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| You need to slow it down, cause the streets don’t fight fair
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| For real!
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| Baby, don’t you know
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| Everything you do away from home
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| Could leave me here alone
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| So baby don’t you go, no
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| It’s easy to get in trouble in the place where I’m from
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| Niggas lacking the education but be packing a gun
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| I just kick it with the homies and be having some fun
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| Mama keep calling, I understand you protecting your son
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| You found that I be smoking and I know it makes you mad
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| And I know you see his trace, scared I’ma be just like my dad
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| Scared I’m doing something bad, scared I might end up dead
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| Well look I chose another path so get those worries out your head
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| I’ma keep on doing it how I’m doing it
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| Stay working hard, making this music and
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| Show you I got to get it, I do
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| They asking my motivation and I reply that it’s you mama
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| Baby, don’t you know
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| Everything you do away from home
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| Could leave me here alone
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| So baby don’t you go, no
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| A deadly trend that never ends
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| City full of negligence, pregnant pedestrians
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| I used to think, 'am I a prisoner or a resident?'
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| They book us for possession but they keep shipping weapons in
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| Either the Glock shoots you or a cop do you
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| They set the system up to lock you up a lot sooner
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| Everything you try to do they try to out do you
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| My mama said hallelujah cause I got a future
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| I got a future after something newer
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| They try to sell you bullshit because it sounds cooler
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| And if you stand out from the crowd they label you a loser
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| Don’t throw your life away, don’t let your eyes fool you
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| That’s how they use you
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| Baby, don’t you know
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| Everything you do away from home
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| Could leave me here alone
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| So baby don’t you go, no
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo
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| No, no
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| No-o-o-oo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Nation (feat. Jake Lambo, Victoria Monet) , by - B.o.B. Song from the album No Genre 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп