| Okay, now they got me, wanna rap again
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| Heal the wound and then you stab me in my back again (Uh)
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| You the type to play the joke and try to hide your hand (Uh)
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| Not the type to come around and try to play your friend (Bomb)
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| You the type to cut the grass and snake your bestest man
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| I'm the type to close the deal and cut my **** in
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| See me in person, I look like a ghost (Grr)
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| See me in person, I look like a ghost (Bow)
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| You wanna come in and play with the G.O.A.T (Bow)
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| You wanna come in and play with the G.O.A.T (God body)
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| All you rap **** sound like me, can't tell who is who
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| You got no real identity, can't tell you from you
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| Price went up (Yeah), angel investor (Yeah)
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| Price went up (Uh), angel investor (Yeah)
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| Okay, okay, I'm not okay
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| Think they're good, it's not okay
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| Okay, okay, not okay (Uh)
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| Think they’re good, get out the way (Uh)
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| Who said I did what? |
| What did they do?
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| Why the hell you hatin' so damn hard? |
| Someone must pay you
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| They don't keep me 'round 'cause I'm straight truth
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| My dawg locked up, had more home runs than Babe Ruth (Boom)
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| Had them chickens cleanin' my house, I told them, "Be of use" (Brr)
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| If I see disloyalty, then we gon' cut 'em loose (Yeah)
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| Havin' my hands 'round her neck, grip tight like a noose (Hee)
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| Tell you a story with a bad ending 'cause I'm not a Seuss (Yeah, bih')
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| Passin' 'round **** to the thugs for an immunity boost (Go)
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| Double cup filled to the top with the serenity juice (Yessir)
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| Moment of silence, R.I.P to Juice (Yeah, hey)
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| If they say it's up, it's up, I don't need a truce (Damn)
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| Everything I do is solely for the broken youth (Sheesh, yes)
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| I just took her over the mountain with my index (Wow)
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| She told me to go to Hell like I ain't been yet (Yuh)
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| And I still put in overtime like I ain't win yet
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| Okay, okay, I'm not okay (Yuh)
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| Think they're good, it's not okay
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| Okay, okay, not okay
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| Think they're good, get out the way
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| Yeah, it's been plenty times you closed the door on me
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| That **** really show me how much you say you a bro to me
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| Showed you love and you constantly cold-shouldered me
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| But ain't no goin' back to fixin' up, that's the older me, yeah
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| I'm done with all the fake ****, I had enough of that, yeah
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| I done had too many **** stab me in the back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| They say they with you, but they really puttin' on a act
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| That's when **** hit the fan and all of a sudden, all the facts show
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| You gotta chin up and show a **** tough love
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| Let 'em go without you, just to show 'em what it was
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| We was so close, you would've thought we was blood
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| We got the same pain, we come from the mud
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| I swear this **** make me wanna put my all in it, yeah
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| You can hear the pain 'cause I put my heart in it, yeah
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| Most of these **** ain't real, they don't wanna see me winnin', no
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| Most of these **** ain't real, they don't wanna see me winnin', no
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| But it's okay, we gon' be okay
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| Only show up when we cut the cake (Oh, yeah)
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| Showin' love but we okay (We okay)
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| Find God 'fore it's too late |