| Westover days skipping school acting rich in polo fits
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| Pardon while I reminisce, on some shit-
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| Cutting class, gym hooping crossing niggas shooting bricks-
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| Or take a nigga chick, that’s a shot I wouldn’t miss-
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| I could snap a portrait hoping that you get the pic-
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| I was searching for a father looking for a fix-
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| But the place I didn’t fit, that’s the place I tried to live-
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| I can tell you what it was I can paint it crystal clear
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| Wilding and jumping fences, places I shouldn’t have been in-
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| Trippin and rolling weed I, knew my mama would kill me-
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| Jumping in niggas scuffles, Bruises and bloody knuckles-
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| Knew I wasn’t a gangsta just something about the trouble-
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| Guess that’s what I get, yeah, bullets hitting whips
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| Car chase, ducking off, hoping they don’t see me here-
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| Now I know I’m out of place, I been dodging ducking fear-
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| I been dodging ducking ops, now my record got a smear-
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| But what’s love without a blemish? |
| Life without ya niggas
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| Guess my actions weren’t impressive left impressions that I live withlike |
| When ya circle of trust, turn to circles of ashes-
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| And homies be pointing fingers with envy under the laughter-
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| Leave me searching answers where lonely becomes a cancer-
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| Its just a part of life, we were living backwards
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| Though it’s hard, I get by, know people they relapse-
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| I refresh, I rejoice, i reset, wishing I could take it back-
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| Hook
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| Take it back… From the shit that we done did, to the shit that we done seen
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| I know just how this shit goes I know just how this should be… Take it back,
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| take it back
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| From the shit that I done did, to the shit that I done seen, I know just how
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| this shit go I know just how this
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| Shit be, take it back
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| Mama drop us off on Saturday nights-
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| Swear the rink was poppin, booties poppin and them bitches fine-
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| Racing to the digits bake would pull em every time-
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| But it’s cool cuz a fine yellow bone caught my eye-
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| Juvey playing through the speaker slow motion was a mood-
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| Ima try to get behind her maybe I should play it cool-
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| Palms sweaty heart racing, hands shaking nothing new |
| Now we grinding to the rhythm she just threw it ya dude
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| Now look Steve don’t be bitch, stand firm, move ya hips-
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| Pull ya pants up grab her waist, don’t be scurrred get a feel-
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| Grab her hand, bend ya knees, get into it, let it build-
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| Just don’t get to excited Mike from North Carolina shit-
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| People all around us still all I see is her-
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| Black tee, blue jeans, black Js long hair-
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| Ponytail, still was nervous got the number from her sister-
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| Mama lovers her, family love me, so we stirred up the elixer
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| Fast forward think I got me the oneThen
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| I take you for granted you not believing in us-
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| Promised I would do better that night in your mama truck-
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| We were venting for hours under the stars up above-
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| I left tears on your shoulder but still that wasn’t enough-
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| You might just move out of state, you might just find a new love-
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| But you know, how it goes, when it’s real never lacks —
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| Maybe I’m, still in love, but I’m stuck, wishing I could take it back-
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| Hook 2
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| Take it back, too the woman that I loved, for that woman I would bleed |
| I know we prolly fucked it up, thought that you would never leave
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| Take me back, take me back, too the woman that I loved, for that woman I would
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| bleed
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| I know we prolly fucked it up, thought that you would never leave
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| Take me back
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| Outro
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| From the shit that we done did, to the shit that we done seen
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| I know just how this shit goes I know just how this should be… |