| I feel like… yeah
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| Cause we ain’t what they wanted us to be
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| We go to college, get the scholarships
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| And put back on the street
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| Went of the road
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| I’ve even got some homies run away
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| Cause we ain’t what you wanted us to be
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| We go to college, get them scholarships
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| And put back out on street
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| Went off the road
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| See the pain I felt from the cards I was dealt
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| But when this ain’t permissive they all get new renditions
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| A heart pray like an eighty-eight
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| Under the moon poppin new editions
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| You know we do this for that family
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| And be the main ones come out missive
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| And I pay attention to the fine limit
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| And suits for the shows gon' tell you
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| And this live you been setup to fail
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| Nigga you bite if you see it on sale
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| Hit about two shades left to the bail
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| If you go broke you’ll end up in jail
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| All you got left is a book full of tales
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| Why can’t' you say
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| Goddamn ey, God…
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| I feel like all we know is pain
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| Cause we ain’t what you wanted us to be
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| We go to college, get them scholarships
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| And put back out on street
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| Went off the road
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| We front
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| You know we gon' play dumb
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| And wait for you to say sum'
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| Pimp I need an income
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| My nigga Nate was livin' great
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| Got shot up in his mamas place
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| That go to show you
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| It don’t matter how you get rich (get rich)
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| Cause paper’s still paper and yet that could be a bitch
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| It don’t matter what’s written
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| If what you made don’t still exist
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| That was my A1 nigga
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| He stay that chips
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| Poker face still grinnin
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| He was a young lieutenant
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| I hate chasin' this
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| Let alone my account winnin'
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| Gave a damn if he fitted
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| Too concerned about now
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| That’s why I pinned us down
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| For something greater than a a bigger state
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| They way I see it dawg, we all livin' great
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| I feel like all they show is pain
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| I feel like all they show is pain
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| I feel like all they show is pain
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| Cause we ain’t what you wanted us to be
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| We go to college, get them scholarships
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| And put back out on street
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| Went off the road |