| I’m broken in pieces down to the soul
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| I know the whole world can feel it
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| I know that they can see it (Oh), uh
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| Oh, I hate to admit that I need you, I need you, I need you
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| Next to me
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| You said that you would ride for me
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| And I hear you
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| But right now I need to feel you right next to me
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| 'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me
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| (Oh yeah) Oh yeah, yeah
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| (Broken pieces)
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| 'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me
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| Yeah
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| So if you say, «Nigga,» then I’ma say, «Is that a Ritz?» |
| Mmm
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| Ooh, fifty niggas deep (Deep), hundred niggas step
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| Million Man March (Mmm), cracker, don’t you start (Yeah)
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| Hold yo' head, guard yo' heart
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| Hold yo' head, uh
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| Nigga, get yo' bread, uh, light yo' spark
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| Strike yo' mark, life don’t stop
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| So hold yo' had, guard yo' heart
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| Hold yo' head, yeah
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| Conflictd in this free-based world of give and take (Take)
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| 'Cause I always rather give than to be the one sayin' thanks (Woah)
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| Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by JAY
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| Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake (Damn)
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| Conflicted like reppin' a city where I hardly stay (Stay)
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| Or knowin' that you wrong but it’s too hard to say
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| Hold yo' head (Hold yo' head), guard your heart (Guard your heart)
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| In my life, those were the hardest parts (Yeah)
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| So many dark times, I wish I caught a spark
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| Or learned not seein' eye to eye could be fixed with a heart-to-heart (God)
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| So many lost, I feel lost, got me feelin' like a real nigga, Holocaust
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| Got me mournin' while it’s dark (Dark)
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| Life’ll eat you alive, we know how to be a meal
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| Shit, rather than see a mill', to make it out, you need a skill (Yeah)
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| Thought I was past my past, but let’s be clear (Clear)
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| Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear (Swerve)
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| Regrettin' everything in life is my only fear (My only fear)
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| And you know what they say about not conquerin' fears (What?)
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| If you don’t, then they’ll always be near
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| As that reminder in your ear, shit that I ain’t tryna hear (Nah)
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| Hold yo' head (Hold yo' head), guard your heart (Guard your heart)
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| In my life, those were the hardest parts (Swerve)
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| Oh, you mistake me fallin' down for fallin' off (Woah)
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| Or mistake me bein' soft for speakin' from the heart
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| I guess life hasn’t taught you as much as you thought
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| Instead of pickin' up your missin' pieces, you pick me apart (God)
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| Boy, hold your head but guard your heart
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| Got tired of white silence, so the riots started
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| And the robbers robbed, you wylin' 'cause yo' product gone?
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| We mad that Eric Garner, Breonna, Gianna father gone
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| Yeah, a lot of trauma, we tired, exhausted
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| Ermias the prophet said it’d be a marathon, look
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| Seen all my dawgs shown me God was watchin' (Woah)
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| Pandemic slowin' 'em down, they fastin', Ramadan
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| The land of fifty stars, on Hollywood marchin'
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| White friends don’t got us, I promise you, I’ll block 'em (Straight up)
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| I’ma count my bread, I defied the odds
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| And fuck the Saint quarterback 'cause he ain’t Saint Laurent
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| Boy, from here on out, we on Pyer Moss
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| If we leave Reebok, we still bring 'em pumps and all the broads
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| Yeah, I motivate (I motivate), I don’t divide (I don’t divide)
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| The 45 a coward for practicing otherwise
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| A burnt nation, still it’s under God
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| Not gonna throw the towel in, I’m by my brother’s side
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| Your niggas be yo' niggas when you level up
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| You see that yo' niggas and brothers different when luck is up
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| So I trust nothing, this industry’s something
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| My biggest rival is my mind protecting my thoughts
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| As well as my heart
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| It’s fifty niggas deep, hundred niggas step
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| Million Man March, cracker, don’t you start
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| Hold yo' head, guard yo' heart
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| Hold yo' head, uh
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| Nigga, get yo' bread, uh, light yo' spark
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| Strike yo' mark, life don’t stop
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| So hold yo' head, guard yo' heart
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| Hold yo' head, yeah |