| When you were growing up, I missed the laughs, I missed the fun
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| Every time you left heading to ATL, I felt undone
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| Sometimes I wanted to talk, but hustlin' took its toll
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| Damn near gave the streets my soul
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| I will never be able to replace the time lost
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| Bein' a daddy and not a father is a hell of a cost
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| A big piece of me is you
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| As I reflect the man in the mirror, he gets so clearer
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| He wants to pull me in to start over
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| Black Ops this is not
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| This is something inside deep from your pops
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| Shit get better with time
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| You ever heard me say one lie in my rhyme?
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| Been doing a lot of thinking and a whole lot of praying
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| It’s my only way to vent, what the hell is you saying?
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| Feel like I got a lot of people that’s depending on me
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| Built a solid foundation, put the building on me
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| You remind me of myself so why you tripping on me?
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| I remember how it felt when my tank was on E
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| I remember how it felt when the money was low
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| Dirty dishes in the sink, mouse traps on the floor
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| Need to buy a bakery, the way I’m after the dough
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| Wonder why the hating me, I just practice and go
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| One thing I learned, time don’t wait for nobody
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| Love the feeling I can finally tell my momma I got it
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| Love the feeling I can finally take a look in my wallet
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| See some hunnids in that mothafucka, maybe I’m wilding
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| Shit get better with time
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| I said shit get better with time
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| Shit get better with time
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| Shit get better with time
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| Let’s go
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| R.I.P. |
| aunt Randie, I got something to say
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| Keep ya head up unc, trust the lord and your faith
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| Momma just told me grandma ain’t doing too well
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| Ever sicne she gave me hope, I’ve been giving them hell
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| Back then with the juice jugs shooting the cans
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| Where I come from, from niggas shooting they mans
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| Where I come from, nigga, nobody safe
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| Where I come from, like no other place
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| And I love that I’m just trying to be around where the love at
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| Niggas beefing over bitches, we above that
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| I ain’t smoked all day, where the drugs at?
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| Shawty tryna go some rounds, where my gloves at?
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| Even though you wasn’t around, I can’t blame you
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| You is who you is, I can never change you
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| Life lessons that will show me what the game do
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| It made me who I am so I got to thank you
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| Shit get better with time
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| I said shit get better with time
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| Shit get better with time
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| Shit get better with time
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| Let’s go
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| Hold up, wait can’t believe they want more
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| 30 cent bag of chips on the corner store
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| Doing 'bout a hunnid, youngin' always on go
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| Say you getting pussy, why you stressing 'bout a ho?
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| Nigga pay attention, I’m the man on the low
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| Fuck that shit, I’m the man on the high
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| Last time I checked, the only time I got fooled
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| When R Kelly told me he believed he could fly
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| I knew how passionate he was (forreal)
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| You know, he used to write every day
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| He’d go downstairs, stay down there for hours
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| That’s all my house was, a studio
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| When you find the one, that he stays up all night for
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| That’s the one that you need to get behind and push him
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| He’s been consistent since day one |