| When I wanted to stay, you didn’t want me around.
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| Now that I want to leave, you be hunting me down,
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| Throwing shit up in my face, steady talking me down.
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| Going with them lame-brains, that was on at the time.
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| You want to take plans cause I’m talking to time.
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| On your Instagram page trying to flaunt me around.
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| Make me wish I could rewind back farther in time
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| so I could turn the hands back to a quarter to nine.
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| Nine years ago from the day, my daughter she fab,
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| and my baby boy won, that’s my heart and my pride.
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| Said we still change
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| but I call it a bribe.
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| Don’t want to play the blame game but all of it’s mine.
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| Scared of pointing the finger, I point at the nine.
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| Probable but she had a doctors appointment at nine.
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| Attention was so thick, had me running with mobs.
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| Got me considering divorcing my bride, since she left me but she won’t.
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| Work hard, never rest.
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| Shout to call it but we the best.
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| Angelina Jolie get this off your chest.
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| Used to shop at Ross had dress for less.
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| Get three prozacs and then reflect.
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| Never less than excellence.
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| My old squad sick, that’s pestilence.
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| Rap game same shit as wrestling.
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| Choose a back story, grab a corny outfit, then strut around yapping like you
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| really bout shit.
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| It’s two thousand thirteen, ain’t giving no vouchers.
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| They say I just started, well bitch I’ve been out here.
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| I live this, I breathe this, I sweat this, I bleed this.
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| I want this, I need this like Kanye need Jesus, like khakis need creases.
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| My world fell the pieces, I stuck to my thesis, the realest, believe it. |