| Eve in the Garden, how we end up in Gethsemane
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| We shoulda known better but we didn’t
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| So, sorry if I say your name a little bit different
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| That’s your man though, that’s your man though
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| I shoulda known better ay, I shoulda known better ay, ay
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| I shoulda known better
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| When I ask you for love, when I ask you for love (and I say)
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| Baby, I’m nervous, swerve swervin'
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| You stay picking part my verse like what that word is?
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| Coke lines and closed curtains, cosigns, my clothes dirty
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| Slow mama, don’t hurt me
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| I’ve been chasing God inside of them thirties
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| Cuttin' like surgeon, never fell in love with the searchings
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| Never found love so deserting, I be so far from perfect girl
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| Hands up, ain’t no purchase but I puff purp for no purpose
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| Another wordless song 'til that herb be gone
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| That blunt burgundy and past year been on you ain’t heard from me
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| I come back is all you burn third degree
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| Next day I’m gone and work perfectly
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| Baby I’m nervous for you, I seen the serpents tongue
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| This world ain’t perfect for us, sleeping on the curb
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| I’ll get that money, don’t you worry momma
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| Oh don’t you worry, don’t you-
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| This world ain’t perfect, world ain’t perfect
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| But you’re perfect for me
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| See me all, see me all riding like supposed to
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| Lil man cold, now he bang like Sosa
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| Funny I ain’t even have to hang up the posters
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| Show already sold out, paid like a broker
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| What you wanna know 'bout?
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| This that back to back from that coast
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| This that laughin' at my first show
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| Ditch that attitude, you won’t grow
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| Click, clack, blast a blizz and I go
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| You and me be a harmony, and this new light be harming me
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| Little bit lost might get away, don’t got no Garmin G
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| Left footed dance with my demons
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| Mariache, now I’m Mary Poppin lock and drop it
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| Hop it 'til you leave 'em
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| No Achilles Healy, hit 'em or leave 'em
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| Baby I’m nervous
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| Cause you going too far to follow
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| And I’ll be up two bars and a bottle
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| And my intentions too hard to swallow
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| Need more you so I’m stealing shadows
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| Never felt so full but so high though
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| Never felt so focused, I popped 30 milligram addy
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| While praying to the mules for a gift
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| Pray he bless me with a couple hits
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| Took my life and put it on the 9
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| They be fake and put it on the Gram
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| You gon' like me or you not gon' like me
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| I ain’t changing for a fucking cam
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| Real legend in the city, I kickback, tryna get it right
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| Let’s talk about everything, anything
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| You know I think a lot when I’m gettin' high
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| Hit me up and a nigga ride
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| I’m down when you’re off that 9 to 5
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| Little weed and a little vibe, little me make you feel alive
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| Little make you feel high
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| Baby I’m nervous for ya
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| I see them serpents tongue
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| This world ain’t perfect for us, sleeping on the curb I get that-
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| Oh don’t you worry, don’t you
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| This world ain’t perfect, world ain’t perfect
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| I shoulda known better ay, I shoulda known better ay, ay
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| I shoulda known better, when I ask you for love
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| When I ask you for love |