| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me
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| They can’t control me if they wanted to
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| Never catch me doing what you want me to do
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| Looking at me struggle through my window call that window pain
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| No this is not rain that kills these tears on my window pain
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| I lost my grandma, my great grandma, my little sister, my big brother,
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| couple partners, couple cousins
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| Life ain’t been the same
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| So as far as life is concerned shawty I’m all in
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| Tryna win for us all cause I know we can’t all win
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| Cause I got fam behind them bars
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| For slinging it soft for slinging it hard
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| Cause times got rough times got hard
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| Couldn’t get no job
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| And that’s on God
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| So what am I supposed to do?
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| Momma went little sister rent overdue
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| Both they friends ain’t got no food
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| Both my kids need clothes and shoes
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| Boy I sit and do nothing I’ma take that time
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| What if I’m here take my 9
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| Snort a couple lines to pick me up
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| Then pop a couple pills till I’m out my mind
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| And that’s what you want from us right
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| I know
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| But I been a renegade
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| Never been afraid
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| You can’t silence me I’ma still say what I was finna say
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| That ain’t what you want from us right
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| I know
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| But I only rap for the king
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| Like I only rap for my team
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| You and I have no ties
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| God has now severed the strings
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| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me
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| They can’t control me if they wanted to
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| Never catch me doing what you want me to do
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| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me
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| They can’t control me if they wanted to
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| Never catch me doing what you want me to do
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| Ain’t no puppets here
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| If I was a puppet you already know who ain’t the puppeteer
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| Ain’t from Tampa but the way that I wave the flag
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| You would think that I’m a Tampa Bay Bucaneer
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| They just wanna see us go orangutan
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| But we saved ain’t no apes up in here
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| Took slavery from a chain to a gaze like you doing favors in here
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| Tell me how the drug got on my block
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| Probably on the same boat y’all got
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| Daddy at the door like knock knock
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| Talk about it they wanna take my part
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| Really you gonna leave us here stuck?
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| Took our only source of income
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| No bread so to get some gotta do pop did then some
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| Running up on anybody gotta get sick and tired of the projects
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| Momma living momma crying
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| I ain’t got a pot to piss in
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| Don’t nobody listen until I’m popping clips
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| And I’ma do it even if I hadn’t got a movie
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| I’ma set it off run into the back withe a weapon drawled tell em in they move
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| I’ma shoot em
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| And that’s what they want from us right?
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| I know
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| But I’m a man up
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| You can beat me down but I’ma stand up
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| Stay free and grab onto the fam
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| That ain’t what you want from us right
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| I know
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| But you can never hold me (Why?)
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| God severed those strings
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| There’s one thing I’m never gonna be
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| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me
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| They can’t control me if they wanted to
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| Never catch me doing what you want me to do
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| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me
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| They can’t control me if they wanted to
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| Never catch me doing what you want me to do
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| I’m not your puppet
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| You can’t pull your strings on me |