| Good things don’t happen to good people
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| People never change
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| Pupils dilate my frame
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| Make my vision so exquisite
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| While my cousin dead and gone
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| I can’t wait to go and visit
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| Father time, don’t deny me
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| I just need a couple minutes
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| Exercise my better nature
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| I’ve been holding up these bridges
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| Nigga’s always take advantage
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| Olive branches start to splinter
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| Giving way, withering, turning colder than the winter
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| And my city, but the center feels no pity, this for me, this for me
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| I’m just reaping what I sow
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| And I’ve been sewing for my nigga’s in the snow
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| Let them know that I be sewing
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| Never slow to know your pain
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| I’ll be back before you know it
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| Left the town a drug dealer
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| Came back a fucking poet
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| Let me grow
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| I need to leave this shit alone
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| I’ve been doing the wrong drugs all along
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| Niggas’ll sell you any dream where I’m from
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| That ain’t molly my nigga that was methylone
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| Lone
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| Last week I bought a testing kit, I wish they made em for people
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| The way these nigga’s be actin they should be cast in a sequel
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| Nigga’s phony they only give you dap just to reach you
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| I know ain’t the first homie to have to tackle these issues
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| Hov told me D’evils
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| Got the best of him then, they get the best of me now
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| Without a Reasonable Doubt
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| When nigga’s acting irrational, hard to reason it out
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| I had to kick down the doors, I had to leave a few out
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| Door mat
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| I need to leave this shit alone
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| I’ve been doing the wrong drugs all along
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| Niggas’ll sell you any dream where I’m from
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| That ain’t molly my nigga that was methylone
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| 'Lone
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| That’s ok
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| My bitches know I’m a fiend
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| But that’s ok
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| They just love me for me
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| They just love me for me
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| (methylone)
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| I need to leave this shit alone
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| I’ve been doing the wrong drugs all along
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| Niggas’ll sell you any dream where I’m from
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| That ain’t molly my nigga that was methylone
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| 'Lone
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| I need to leave this shit alone
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| I’ve been doing the wrong drugs all along
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| Niggas’ll sell you any dream where I’m from
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| That ain’t molly my nigga that was methylone
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| 'Lone |