| Just gotta get these thoughts off real quick
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| See I’m a thinker, it’s like thinking shit
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| It’s when you got.
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| You sittin' there reflectin', thinkin' shit
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| I peep it though
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| Look, you liked me better before you knew my history
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| Before you knew who I was
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| That’s when reachin' our potential felt likely
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| Nobody like me
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| Besides see if I stop bein' who I am
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| I’m straight to it, who I might be
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| But you gotta look inside each song
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| That’s where I proved it was really in sight all along
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| Bear it all so the privacy gone
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| Grab the pen, sit down and write these wrongs
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| Just how I right these wrongs, but look
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| You liked me better when I spoke usin' censorship
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| Before you knew I was really insensitive
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| That was back when it was you and me
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| Then curiosity killed you, you had to Google me
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| Now I won’t call the headlines a liar
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| Some are true and some are false, that’s for y’all to decipher
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| But look, on rare occasions some of what they say’ll bother me
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| I liked it better when the 'Net was still a novelty
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| 'Cause now people who ain’t found themselves
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| Get an outlet, yet don’t know how they sound themselves
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| They like me better when I’m silent and don’t have an opinion
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| Pretendin' to blend in like I’m a minion
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| Say if Joe keep talkin' that shit, he’ll get him shot
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| But if rappers can’t tie my shoes, how can I not?
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| Thought I had my city’s support, I couldn’t believe
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| Jersey City liked me better when I couldn’t leave
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| I take it back, that ain’t set in stone
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| They more so had weapons drawn 'cause I left alone
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| I liked it better when I had nothin' to lose
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| The days when I felt like I had somethin' to prove
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| Shit, even for me that’s unusual
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| If you don’t give a fuck then who you gotta prove it to?
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| Just the world that I was born in
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| You gotta learn to form wins against the storm wind
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| They like me better when I fuck and never call again
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| Without it, they don’t know what type of box I belong up in
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| They like me better without reality television
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| Guess they didn’t need to witness the hell I was livin'
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| In my shoes, you too would seal a fate
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| Poppin' 20 pills a day, somebody gon' feel a way
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| Look, uh, and so these hoes just to pass time
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| After the past time, they don’t even pass my mind
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| You liked me better way before you got lied to
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| But that don’t really matter when you want me inside you
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| Your friends sayin' leave, they don’t know that you tried to
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| You can’t speak to them, I’m the nigga you cry to
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| I liked it better when nobody ever heard of me
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| 'Fore pop had to get that knee surgery
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| Guess that affected his bladder
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| So when Jackie called me nothin' else really mattered
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| Was scared, sounded frantic, I ain’t want no parts of that
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| Said the ambulance came, might be a heart attack
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| Was leavin' work nearly cryin' on the phone
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| I’m in rush hour traffic, just seen you dyin' alone
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| Look, I just pictured all the places that we never went
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| All the texts that were never sent
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| All the words we never spoke
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| Time we never shared, rewind so we can repair
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| Such an inspiration, all the holes that you dug through
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| Then you got released, God was watchin' above you
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| I’m thinkin' you healin', I don’t wanna disrupt you
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| So I’m right back to never tellin' you that I love you
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| And I don’t wanna act that way
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| If I take somethin' for granted, I don’t wanna give it back that way
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| Forreal, that’s how shit get lost, let me chill
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| I like it better when I’m not talkin' over my thoughts, now listen
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| I’ve done been down, been down, it’s all for you
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| How you feelin' out there?
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| And I don’t wanna get in your way
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| How everybody doin', alright?
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| Get you somethin' to drink
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| And I don’t wanna get in your way
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| Get you somethin' to smoke, get you somethin' to light up
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| Whatever your vice is, we here though
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| Said this love is all for you
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| That shit don’t be for everybody, man
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| Said this love is all for you
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| Now the singers wanna rap, the rappers wanna sing
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| Personally I liked it better back when rappin' was a thing
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| 'Cause now if you wanna get the high notes
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| When that hook come, you gotta hit the high notes
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| The label wanna sell singles
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| I’m sellin' a story and that’ll just taint the message |
| Bad marriage, we ain’t got the same objective
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| Still I’m here cause real niggas in the game respect it
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| Look, they like it better when I let 'em live rent free
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| I never knew that once it stopped we’d be enemies
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| And though I come off as heartless, nigga
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| In spite of yourself, got love for you regardless, nigga
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| Now listen, I liked you better when you wasn’t in the spotlight
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| Was too addicted to it, said some shit was not right
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| So when you work so much I couldn’t complain
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| 'Til I learnt she was gateway escapin' from the pain
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| The strippers talk to me like I’m their therapist
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| That scares the good girls away, don’t know the hell I get
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| Whatever thoughts you contrive, I can’t help you with
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| But you’ve been tossin' it for a year and I derail the shit
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| I’m self made, I don’t do what I’m told
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| The type that needs free reign, to be out of control
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| Forreal, 'cause when that’s gone I’m lost, let me chill
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| I like it better when I’m not talkin' over my thoughts, word
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| I’ve done been down, been down, it’s all for you
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| Y’all don’t understand me
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| I don’t think they get it though
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| And I don’t wanna get in your way
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| Don’t know why you don’t apply like, our experiences and shit
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| And I don’t wanna get in your way
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| To like, my experiences with other people
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| Said this love is all for you, this love is all for you, ooh
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| Said this love is all for you |