| I never realized how much effort it took
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| I made a mistake, but just give me a second look
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| I mean I know that you don’t talk to me
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| Cut me off blocking me
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| I zoned out properly when you said you was off of me
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| It’s hard to hear the woman you love
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| Telling you stories bout' how she couldn’t grow up
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| You would hold her down mentally, controlling her
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| Making her feel worse
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| She said fuck the Tiffany and clothes, and fuck the purse
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| I mean how could you do this to me
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| But she don’t even know though
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| It’s put together as I look i’m just another Joe schmoe
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| The car all that is is a ride
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| The money don’t mean shit when I die
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| The worst thing she took was my pride
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| I break it down slowly, like a pound of that kush
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| I burn it down slowly now just to give me a push
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| I still see your clothes now, when i’m doing my laundry
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| I keep cleanin um' in case she wanna' come cop' em
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| I’m out my mind wit' it
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| I had to let her know though
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| I hope she hear this song, cuz' I ain’t' tryna' let her go though
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| I threw it all away, just for another ho though
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| It’s crazy how we sabotage ourselves as we grow old
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| Drive around at night, thinking about crashing my beemer
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| Now i’m hitting clubs, seven day I haven’t seen her
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| Feeling so depressed, realizing now that I need her
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| I’d rip my fucking heart out if could and start bleeding
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| So can I please just have some peace of mind for once
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| I know i’m not the only one
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| And I hope you’ll been there to support me
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| And I Hope you’ll be there to show love
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| And I hope you’ll been there to support me
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| And I Hope you’ll be there to show love
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| And I hope you’ll been there to support me
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| And I Hope you’ll be there to show love
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| Gettin' closer to God cuz' it’s just me and myself
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| Livin' in this cold world, tryna' hustle and kill it
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| I’m not gonna' let it die
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| Why? |
| come and talk to me inside
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| Might break down and cry when i look in her eyes
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| This real shit, true story homie
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| Live right next to her, when she’s on the green line
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| Wonder who she text to
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| I’m getting crazy
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| Jelousy? |
| Nah' I ain’t' got that in me
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| Just trying to be me, and not who I pretended to be
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| Come back home we still got a tv show to finish
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| She said there can’t be no us, and nah Cam we’re finished
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| Music changed my life, but it also made me untouchable
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| It’s lonely at the top and Boston makes me not fuck with you
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| I’m open penning, feel like this fight is never ending
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| See her online grinning, where’s my two dollars and ten cent man
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| I don’t give a fuck about any of your friend man
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| She a vegetarian, uh, told her I’m a pieces
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| Born march fourteen one nine nine three
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| Six one seven
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| I meditate my mind
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| Exercise my strengths, energize my grind
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| Back when Katie Couric still did the today show
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| He was still in grade school playing in my takeo
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| Uh, over these beats and uh, only the facts uh
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| Do to Do to Do uh
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| Where yall' at
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| It’s the ones who say the least who get the most respect
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| So I’d rather speak with beats than to speak with my breath
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| And i’d rather speak peace than to speak of some breast
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| And i’d rather be me than to get your respect
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| Cuz' I know on these beats my words often reflect
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| The situation that i’m in on a particular day
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| But particularly I ain’t trying to say
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| Cuz' I am not a product you’re buying the product is me Peace |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Be There , by - Cam Meekins. Song from the album December, January, February, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп