| So I’ll ask that you direct me 'cause my mind’s gone
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| People need me, depending on me to stay strong
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| Yeah, we made it this far and this shit planned for me
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| Help me touch on a couple of milli, yeah, you know me
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| Yeah, you know what I do if I saw some real money
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| I would break it into even if my last dollar
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| I ain’t a scholar, this my only way I make a living
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| I refuse to resort to slangin' and end up in prison
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| These jealous niggas get envious, think I’m on now
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| And they hate me, they hate me, they try to bring me down
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| As if I didn’t do everything that I could for 'em
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| As if I didn’t earn everything, man, I work hard
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| I be stressin' since the absence of my own head
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| I been prayin' and beggin' that I’m the next dead
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| And if I am, watch over the ones I love most
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| I hate thinkin' this way, lately, I’m losin' hope
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| So, hold me close
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| Hold me close now
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me close now
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me close now
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me close now
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me close now
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me |