| Dim the lights, story time, tell 'em viewer discretion
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| She was sixteen, evergreen, living the lessons
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| Another day, another lane, gotta make an impression
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| But every man that she met wanted more than a session
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| This ain’t just a confession, this my prayer for the precious
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| Know it’s hard to be the light when you’re under the pressure
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| Now she grown and she fine, she looks pretty in pictures
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| But you can see she ain’t over the issue
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| What, you forgot about God
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| Oh you forgot it wasn’t on you
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| You forgot who had your back
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| Were hidden just like that
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| You forgot who you belong to
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| What, you forgot about God
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| Oh you forgot it wasn’t on you
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| You forgot who had your back
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| Were hidden just like that
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| You forgot who you belong to
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| Now see I feel for my girls but I cry for my brother
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| It’s a price on his life so they taking each other’s
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| It’s a bore in these streets, taking babies from mothers
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| But what the preacher don’t preach is how to love one another
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| Yeah, Father I love you but I can’t lie, I’m afraid
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| I look around and you’re being replaced, feel it every day
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| Told 'em judge or not but they make it their job
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| They screaming name but they’re dropping a bomb
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| What, you forgot about God
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| Oh you forgot it wasn’t on you
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| You forgot who had your back
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| Were hidden just like that
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| You forgot who you belong to
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| What, you forgot about God
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| Oh you forgot it wasn’t on you
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| You forgot who had your back
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| Were hidden just like that
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| You forgot who you belong to |