| Now you walking around like you hot to death
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| Really four below, it don’t make no sense
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| Tried to tell you before not to lose yourself
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| Don’t you worry I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Tell you what it is, everybody ain’t a friend
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| Watch them change like a pen, I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Put your mind in the game, call up on what they say
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| You forgot about the plan
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| Tried to tell you not to lose yourself
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| Uh, sitting back, talking to myself
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| Been a long way around like Buddha’s belt
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| Remember when, these lames wouldn’t fuck with me
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| Track star, now they all tryin' to run with me
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| Friend or foe, you never know
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| It’s a blind game, be in the way you going
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| Get your mind right, and leave the left overs
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| Got the weight of an entire team on my shoulders
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| So I showed them I’m everything the world may
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| Tryin' to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
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| Please
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| Don’t you get it twisted like a whirlwind
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| I will never change, never change 'till the fucking end
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| TruTV, all these niggas so pretend in your face
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| Complimenting when they really know they spend every day
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| Talking shit yeah it smells like a mouthful
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| Hotter that I get, these niggas colder than the South Pole
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| Now you walking around like you hot to death
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| Really four below, it don’t make no sense
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| Tried to tell you before not to lose yourself
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| Don’t you worry I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Tell you what it is, everybody ain’t a friend
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| Watch them change like a pen, I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Put your mind in the game, call up on what they say
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| You forgot about the plan
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| Tried to tell you not to lose yourself
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| What’s happenin'? |
| Can you tell me what happened
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| Is it fame over passion, seem a little distracted
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| In a couple situations you ain’t used to
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| Now look around pay attention it ain’t no discounts
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| These niggas is selling souls for their name on a cloud
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| Don’t you worry about me, bitch I came for the doubt
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| I’m so concrete
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| Two feet to the ground
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| About to fuck shit up
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| But I came into town
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| Think you need to slow it down
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| Tryin' to run shit
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| Lost in the sauce, get a compass
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| High off life, barely even conscious
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| Livin' in a dream, you forgot what it means to
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| Not have a thing from a block full of fiends
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| These streets are a monster
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| Happy Halloween
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| Now I’m knocking at your door
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| With a mask on
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| Feeling like this life
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| Isn’t everything you asked for
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| Now you walking around like you hot to death
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| Really four below, it don’t make no sense
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| Tried to tell you before not to lose yourself
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| Don’t you worry I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Tell you what it is, everybody ain’t a friend
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| Watch them change like a pen, I’ll be here when its no one left
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| Put your mind in the game, call up on what they say
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| You forgot about the plan
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| Tried to tell you not to lose yourself
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| I say you fucking with the man now
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Must’ve forgoten 'bout the plan now
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| Somebody tell 'em |