| Cause I just don’t believe we’re wicked
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| I know that we sin but I do believe we try
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| We all try
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| The girls try
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| The boys try
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| Every girl tries
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| Every boy tries
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| Try try, we all try
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| Try to believe…
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| I won’t go, no you can’t make me
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| Nigga need change, good luck tryina break me
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| Lately, I been spitting colder than some AC’s
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| Crazy now to see all the people that hate me
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| But yet they gimme pounds like calories
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| We ain’t even in the same picture, man change ya galleries
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| I got allergies for those who don’t deserve it, so I what I owe you is nothing
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| Motha fuck salaries
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| It might sound like I’m babbling and lately everyday I been battling
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| Knowing what I can dabble in, take me further than javelins
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| And you just wanna judge me, go ahead and get your gavel in
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| Try to sentence me, period
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| Yea I’m in my homeroom like FirstPeriod
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| Working on them tracks that gonna get me noticed
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| Keep your GPS cause I’m never losing focus
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| And a nigga never hopeless, a little bit discouraged
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| A little bit of luck with a whole lot of courage
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| Ima be the one that they pay to see and tryina get from A to Z
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| Feeling like I only went from A to B
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| J-chillin hall tryina get this cold cracked road to success
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| Seems like the road map goes to a certain view
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| Understand there’s a difference
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| What you working for, working to, and what you working through
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| To my girl you should know I ain’t hurtin you
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| Yea these women flirtin, you thinkin that I’m flirtin too
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| They might talk, might call me a fly guy
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| But I don’t cross lines, yea I’m like wi-fi
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| And I know that’s why you love me
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| And on the inside I know that they ugly
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| Know that they cover up, yea Maybeliine
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| Come here and ask, watch how I say the dream
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| Hoping it takes off, no stack of one’s
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| Had to push the tape back due to a lack of funds
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| Only one supporting me, I don’t need a push up
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| Working with the fire, I’m hoping that it looks up
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| I been trying to do my best and records understand why you left
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| For you given up would of meant less stress
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| But for me given up, that would mean death
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| Understand that I’m blessed
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| Thinking about my dream, hoping that it manifests
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| I never look up to these stars that lie
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| I would rather look up at the stars in the sky because…
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| I don’t believe in time travel
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| I don’t believe our nation’s flag is on the moon
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| I don’t believe our lives are simple
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| And I don’t believe they’re short
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| This is interlude
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| I don’t believe my hands are cleanly
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| Can’t believe that you would let me touch your heart
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| She didn’t believe me when I said that
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| I lost my faith
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| You must believe
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| Something |