| Oh, oh
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| Let me talk my shit
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| I guess they forgot about all the blood and tears they were shedding on me
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| Cos when I see them they act like they are moving better then me
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| I shrug it off cos they ain’t doing better then me
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| I ain’t even got to talk about these scars cos they’re embedded on
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| Stop it
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| Got a bunch of dead presidents
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| That can’t even fit in these pockets
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| I walk around with that strap you lll get clapped if you try to rob me
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| Keep it gangsta with these hoes don’t show love to no side piece
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| Everything I do is of the strength we pull way too many
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| Muscles for us to work It out
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| Y’all can’t peek inside this window I got the curtains down
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| Sometimes I let my shorty hold the grip she be on point
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| Y’all Niggas make a move shell pull that birkin out
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| These nights really think their spooky
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| It Ain’t shit to throw some Benjy’s on the coufy
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| Want to turn a good girl to a freak throw Benjy’s on that couchie
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| You got to stand on what you said don’t dap me up if
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| We ain’t Gucci you better know what’s up
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| And I still pull up to my hood to show them love
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| I think I popped to many perks I feel like throwing up
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| Even if there’s blood in my flag I’m still going to throw it up
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| On some real shit
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| Please don’t take my heart for granted
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| Please don’t take my trust for granted
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| I’m at the edge try a get some Space
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| Know it might take some time
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| But fuck it I’ll be ok
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| Please don’t take my heart for granted
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| High expectations for someone with low standards
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| Please don’t take my time for granted
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| Please don’t take my trust for granted
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| Fall off with my dog but ain’t no beef
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| And if it’s war we not gonna keep it in the streets
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| All these drugs in system I ain’t even trying to speak
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| Withdrawals from you love I ain’t never felt this weak
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| Before I sweat you I’ll forget like it’s nothing
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| You got no respect you disrespect me like it’s nothing
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| I ain’t trying to to get burn in my own Flame
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| If I get caught up I’m saying no names
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| It’s a cold heart under this gold chain
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| Double up my car for this cold pain
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| And this big body Im swerving In my own lane
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| Racing for that heart I want my old flame back
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| Had to isolate myself now I’m alone
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| It’s hard to remove all these stitches from my soul
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| And if I think you on that bullshit im a introduce you to this full clip
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| Please don’t take my heart for granted
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| Please don’t take my trust for granted
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| I’m at the edge try a get some Space
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| Know it might take some time
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| But fuck it I’ll be ok
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| Please don’t take my heart for granted
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| High expectations for someone with low standards
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| Please don’t take my time for granted
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| Please don’t take my trust for granted |