| My nigga sent me a text and told me «that shit is dope»
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| And I really wish he was with me so we could roll a blunt
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| You like my brother
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| The only one I could ever trust
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| Your words are wisdom
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| Gave me the confidence to not give a fuck
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| I came a long way from rapping in the blocks
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| And even with all I’ve done I still have yet to do enough
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| I owe you more than you could ever know
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| The only person in my life that ever encouraged me to pick up a microphone
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| If I recall correct the scene I set is seldom seen
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| No longer smoking in my whip in front of your apartment
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| Lost in a piece that was blaring inside of my honda speakers
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| I still reminisce to the days when our lives were harder
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| I wish that I could take it back to those simpler times
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| We never knew how good we had but we know it now
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| Used to be thick as thieves but now it’s just a random text
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| I used to hit my partner up when I was under pressure
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| I grab my pack of cigarillos hit that nigga Boozer
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| The point 5s for 10 and the 01 for 20
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| Ain’t had a lot of money
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| As long as I had my nigga
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| We trading stories embellishing every single fact
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| I put the beat down
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| Kicking my feet up and then I would rip it
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| And murder this shit it’s just me and my nigga
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| Ain’t nobody can tell me different I
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| Wondering why I was so distant
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| Back in the day it was just me and you
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| But lately I’ve been alone
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| Doing this shit on my own
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| My nigga sent me a text and told me «that shit is dope»
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| And I really wish he was with me so we could roll a blunt
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| You like my brother
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| The only one I could ever trust
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| Your words are wisdom
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| Gave me the confidence to not give a fuck
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| I came a long way from rapping in the blocks
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| And even with all I’ve done I still have yet to do enough
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| I owe you more than you could ever know
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| The only person in my life that ever encouraged me to pick up a microphone
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| 2010 we was working for that minimum wage
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| We needed weed money and dimes for pocket change
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| I reminisce upon these times when I’m by myself
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| These time of moments I reflect I swear it never helps
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| Couple of years my nigga packs his bags for basic training
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| He had to leave to reach his full potential I respect it
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| But deep inside I was jealous and selfish I confess it
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| The first verse that I recorded you was there with me
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| While in that homie’s apartment freestyling just for fun
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| We thought we had it figured out but we ain’t know shit
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| But when you left I started to see to your point to put everything that I have
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| inside of the music
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| No longer wasting my time when I wake arise with a purpose
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| The person that perseveres is peculiar to these procrastinators
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| Begging for all the nonsense
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| I embody the knowledge
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| I want a song to be successful and happy, capisce?
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| My nigga sent me a text and told me «that shit is dope»
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| And I really wish he was with me so we could roll a blunt
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| You like my brother
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| The only one I could ever trust
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| Your words are wisdom
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| Gave me the confidence to not give a fuck
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| I came a long way from rapping in the blocks
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| And even with all I’ve done I still have yet to do enough
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| I owe you more than you could ever know
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| The only person in my life that ever encouraged me to pick up a microphone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Nigga , by - Klaus Layer. Song from the album Abstractions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп