| How you doing, how you been?
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| See you still got the same so called friends
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| But I ain’t judging, to me it’s nice
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| To know this is what you made your life
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| On the surface everything can look so nice
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| But if you meet the girl inside you might think twice
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| She’ll be your habit, yeah, your one and only vice
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| Don’t you know that everything you want comes with a price?
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| Girl I used to know
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| Girl I used to know
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| Say what you want, say what you like
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| Her eyes will keep you up at night
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| No matter what you try to do
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| She’ll always have her hooks in you
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| It’s been a minute since I’ve seen her
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| She ain’t the same, actin' all brand new
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| Things will never be the same, she ain’t the girl I knew
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| It’s King James, it’s true
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| Concreature, first they love you
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| Then they hate you, then they love you again
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| The girl I used to know, just another face
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| It’s the classic mix up, honest mistake
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| Looking at her picture, sitting by the lake
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| Ain’t seen her in a minute but we still conversate
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| On a platonic basis, cause' it’s complicated
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| You and your friends been had a bad reputation
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| If I’m not mistaken, only thing I was chasing
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| Was a dollar and a dream, just trying to make it
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| Difference ‘tween me and them, I’m a gangster
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| I admit you had me whipped, dominatrix
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| Had to flip the script, lot of time was wasted
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| My time is money and I don’t got the patience
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| I could be flipping bricks, I’d rather pound the pavement
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| With my Concreature congressmen congregating
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| Presidential shit, call it Obamanation
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| That’s big spit pimp soup, real conversation |