| I know shit was picture perfect, but it didn’t fit the timeframe
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| I took advantage of my talent when my time came
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| Right now I’m driving through this boulevard of shame
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| I’ll get back to you when I don’t feel this pain
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| Catch me swervin' in my lane
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| Blow a couple M’s on a new Bugatti
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| I’m insane, walk around with my head high like who gone try me?
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| Gotta keep a low profile 'cause everything I do get leaked
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| I got stoned with Rosetta, I’m tryna teach her how I speak
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| If you bringing up my flaws, don’t televise 'em to the streets
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| I was selling books and CDs on my block, so I could eat
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| I kept it 100, then I spent that on my piece
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| And until I’m six feet under, I’ma do it for the streets
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| I did shit you may never do in your lifetime
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| If she play her role I may let her carry my lifeline
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| I know life’s a bitch but I fell in love with a better one
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| Put her in her Birk' now it’s time for me to go get her one
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| Yeah, don’t put no blame on me, 'cause I can’t take no more
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| Yeah, I put this weight on me when I walked out that door
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| Yeah, and I can’t help that I’m so selfish, I’m ashamed
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| And I can’t help that I get caught up in my ways
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| And I can’t help that I be fuckin' on ya bestie
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| And I move way too clean to get caught up in something messy
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| I know right now you feel alone but it’s okay 'cause you was better on your own
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| Pick you up when you’re falling down
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| Can you pick it up when I’m calling out to you, to you, to you?
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| I still pick you up when you’re falling down
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| Can you pick it up when I’m calling out to you, to you, to you?
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| We ain’t never have no hope, so we always took a risk
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| Rock bottom hit hard, but I took it like a pimp
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| I took everything I had, and put it on a wish
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| Took all the time you wasted, and put it on my wrist
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| Gotta hold my heart with gloves on
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| If I spot a opp I’ll make him strip and put these slugs on
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| nigga, this is pain, I ain’t tryna make no love song
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| She feeling pain, so she don’t wanna hear no love songs
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| Feel like I got this weight on my shoulders and it’s holding me down
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| My hand glued to my pistol, I might just air out a crowd
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| Just sent a prayer to my lost ones, I hope that they proud
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| If you ain’t give up on me then, why you gon' give up on me now?
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| Top dog, I got VVS’s on my leash
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| Get you knocked off, just to earn respect inside these streets
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| It’s a cold world but let me show you how my heart beat
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| To understand this lane you gotta sit inside this car seat
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| I’m still tryna figure out what changed you
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| niggas mad 'cause I let my dick hang longer than my chains do
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| Step inside my world to fully comprehend what pain do
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| You accepted all my flaws just to show the world they painful
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| Pick you up when you’re falling down
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| Can you pick it up when I’m calling out to you, to you, to you?
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| I still pick you up when you’re falling down
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| Can you pick it up when I’m calling out to you, to you, to you?
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| High off my pride like a perc' but I can’t swallow it, nigga
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| I stood out the way but paved it for a lot of you niggas
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| Put the spotlight on my children 'cause I’m proud of you niggas
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| Might just let ya on a track so I could body you niggas
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| There’s too much levels I could stoop to
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| My dog got laced now he don’t move the way he used to
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| I wanna hug 'em and tell 'em I love 'em but I’m ashamed
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| It’s hard to handle the fact my brother might not be the same
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| And this for all the niggas who supported me
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| This for all the engineers I paid when they recorded me
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| This for all the labels who looked down and closed they door on me
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| I went platinum in the trenches when these niggas had no loyalty
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| A year later, we only getting started
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| She listen to all my songs but still ask me why I’m heartless
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| Tried to stab me in my back, but I still had ya shit regardless
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| On this intro I reflected on my pain and went retarded |