| Duty calls, the forest right outside, right outside
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| Ain’t no love, but I can’t find my life
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| Temptation to see all that we find
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| I don’t mind cause the party never ends, in the after life
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| It’s plenty bread out there, I wan a slice
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| In the stool all night, play with white boys like
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| Plike, part my cartney and mick jack
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| Me and mick jerz bring the right beats, right words
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| Together I put the c in the work clever
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| All my niggas scripping appreciate that, no death
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| I’m a muslim not a banger, but if you want danger
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| I can definetly situate that, asap
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| I’m just tryina come up, I was tryina lay back
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| But drug money ran out and niggas try to run up
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| But we had one up, left them niggad done up
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| They speech, blood money and lawyer fees, had to pay that
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| Wish I would have knew that, probably would have throw back
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| Chuf guy’s the new raps, what they do that
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| On top of that, niggas with tight slacks is the new rap
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| I’m bout to grab a plane ticket to Africa and move back, yeah
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| Duty calls, the forest right outside, right outside
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| Ain’t no love, but I can’t find my life
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| Temptation to see all that we find
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| I don’t mind cause the party never ends, in the after life
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| I’ve been a jurist since the public school era
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| Biggy smalls era and wa era
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| Now I’m bringing chairer to the new era
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| And some fresh phone, deposit snap back new era
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| And I was confused now I see it clearer
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| Just as clear as when I’m seeing my son I’m seeing the mirror
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| Married to the streets, that’s the ring bearer
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| I had a few bitches before I was sit the pharos
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| And I cheat on her every time I see Paris
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| See switzerland and bvlgari, yeah
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| My old head told me fuck her don’t marry her
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| Cause if you marry her you gonn have to carry her
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| And them young niggas that wanna, gonn try to bury her
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| It’s the same dude that told me protect my area
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| I’m stubborn won’t let them mess my marriage up
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| She about to pull the carriage up
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| Duty calls, the forest right outside, right outside
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| Ain’t no love, but I can’t find my life
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| Temptation to see all that we find
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| I don’t mind cause the party never ends, in the after life. |