| Look, who said you don’t want it?
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| You don’t wanna act on it
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| You don’t wanna pass on it
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| You don’t want to go to bed with your head on the last moment
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| I’ma lie to ya, tell you what we had was in the past in a bad moment
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| And I’m tired of ya but I’m proud of ya
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| Not bad enough to make you sad
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| Enough to push out the lust and look past the dust and turn your back on it
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| Toughen up, put a patch on it
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| Buckle up, put a latch on it
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| Good enough for a rap or a sonnet
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| Feel the buzz from the, don’t ya
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| Feel the love when I’m acting above it
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| We don’t ever wanna feel lost
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| Cut that shit off
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| Bet I see you on the weekend
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| Cut yourself
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| What you wanna do?
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| Look incredible
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| In a better mood
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| You look edible
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| I’m a better dude
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| Bet I see it through
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| And you see it too
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| What are we to do?
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| I’m in need of you
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| Woulda never thought that you and I’d cross paths
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| It’s
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| Ooh, I never meant to treat you wrong
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| I never meant to need you neither
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| I never thought I’d write this song
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| I bet you never thought you’d need me either
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| I can feel the pressure, yes I can (na, na, na)
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| No one there to lend a helping hand (na, na, na)
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| I just put this shit all on my back (na, na, na)
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| Everything in due time, that’s a fact (na, na, na)
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| I wrote this shit and got lost, I did
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| In search of peace, I can’t find my soul
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| My mind is running rampant, rampant
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| I hope they understand me, stand me
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| Can’t take this shit for granted, granted
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| We more than just some rap niggas, that’s a fact
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| I could take it way, way, way back
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| We done came a long way, way black
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| That’s the truth and you know it is
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| I do when they don’t believe us
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| Won’t nobody give a helping hand
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| It’s every man for his self
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| Boy they only want wealth
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| Stepping over the weak
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| Allow me to beseech the power
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| When I speak the and the beats
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| I pray for enemies
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| In hopes I find peace
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| My life is looking up from the seat I sit
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| Platinum a downfall, but I see that shit
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| Tell 'em keep the extras, I don’t need that shit
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| I’m looking for the exit, I testify yes
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| See I defy with the faith inside this
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| Bloom and blossom, I pray that we will
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| But don’t no one care, for empathy’s rare
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| I can’t complain, I just keep on moving
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| Said give me space, allow me to do this
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| Ooh, I never meant to treat you wrong
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| I never meant to need you neither
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| I never thought I’d write this song
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| I bet you never thought you’d need me either
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| I can feel the pressure, yes I can (na, na, na)
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| No one to lend a helping hand (na, na, na)
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| I just put this shit all on my back (na, na, na) |