| Uh-huh
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it goes
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it go, you know
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| Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
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| Your happiness is not contention on your salary
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| You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
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| The most miserable people usually have everything
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| Life’s finished before you know it, blink your eyes and it’s over
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| I hope you reached all of your goals and that your focus was sober
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| I hope your pain turned into passion and you profited from it
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| I hope you put your past behind you and you find peace
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| Refining
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| The intricacies of this life
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| A 12 round fight
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| The bell just might
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| Go off before you get your big shot
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| Your time ran out, you feeling like you missed out
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| An idle mind’s a terrible thing to have
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| Especially when it’s filled with doubt
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it goes
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it go, you know
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| Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
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| Your happiness is not contention on your salary
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| You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
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| The most miserable people usually have everything
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| Replace stagnancy with a purpose
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| Before the man upstairs, decides to close your curtains
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| And call it a night
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| I guess life is a paradigm or a puzzle that we don’t understand
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| Still unable to comprehend, you may not like your hand
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| But that’s the one you’re dealt, you gotta deal with it
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| You better play your cards correctly 'cause the next one will
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| One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, you dug
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| If you unable to see that, well then it’s on you
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| That mean that your angle is off, you got a fucked up view
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| Your perspective pathetic, the fuck is you gon' do?
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| Ay, look, I get it, I get it, it’s hard to hide from the truth
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| The lies a temporary fix, like a Cortisone hit
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| And don’t get down to your issues
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| You know, the deep rooted tissue
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| You know, the shit that affects you
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| Kill you off, don’t resurrect you
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| Just leave you dead where you lie
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| 'Til your potential is dry
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| Couldn’t get it right this ride, but maybe the next time
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it goes
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| My nigga, you could fall, fly, die, get high, or float
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| But either way it go, you know
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| Loss of hope is a reaction to reality
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| Your happiness is not contention on your salary
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| You could have everything you want but nothing that you need
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| The most miserable people usually have everything |