| Yes, Yes I’m your blessing ma
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| Mama I know
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| Sometimes I act crazy but I’m still your baby
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| The projects made me like this you can’t blame me
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| Mama I’m still your baby but the streets corrupt me
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| I’m sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with thuggin'
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| I’m clutchin', I keep that Colt .45 everyday like Tony Dungy
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| I shoulda just listened to what you said but I don’t really like instructions
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| I don’t be wantin' to hear nothing
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| Cause I was lookin' up to my cousin
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| They was in and out of jail, that was all I seen
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| So I knew what I wanted to be as a youngin'
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| Mama said she hate my stubbornness
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| Why I gotta be so grumpy
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| When it comes to anger don’t rush it
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| You gon' end up in a dungeon
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| I hate my attitude but I love him
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| Cause I don’t really be with that fuck shit
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| Mama I’m fried, I be just tryna vibe
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| I ain’t really trying to get impulsive
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| Sittin' back sippin' on Hennessey
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| Niggas tryna drain out my energy
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| Ain’t no bad vibe in these premises
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| I can feel the vibe you envy me
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| Tryna stay level-headed keep my head straight
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| But the devil he don’t want to see me go the better way
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| Deep in my heart lookin' for the love I had
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| My heart was gold but these dirty streets turned it black
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| I was a good lil' nigga life turned me bad
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| Can’t show sympathy, I might get whacked
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| On probation but I know I got to stay strapped
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| Went on a lick geek, I forgot my face mask
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| Went on a lick geek, turn up on a nigga ass
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| When they let me out VA, I had 30 stash
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| Poppin' fraud cause this rap shit wasn’t bringin' cash
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| Always takin' care of my mama cause she all I had
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| You would think a boy roller bladin'
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| How I skated so much around my vacations
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| I coulda got draft to the Patriots
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| NFL, run up on me get deflated
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| Drop some but I caught a lot of cases
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| On route, goin' up top on a safety
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| I pray to Yahweh could you save me?
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| Lately, I been goin' back crazy
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| Maybe if you be my lady
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| I might stop all this ragin'
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| Baby can you be my lady
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| I just been sittin' here thinkin'
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| Wonder if you could be my lady
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| I be goin' through some phases
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| I don’t want to know new faces
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| Everybody 'round me changin'
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| I was just talkin' about this to my partna them
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| I just gave a pussy ass hoe a compliment
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| Thought she was a thousand, I just start to like the bit
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| Nine dollar bill that ain’t real she counterfeit
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| My nigga I was so close of wifin' it
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| I ain’t brought it in, she’s triflin'
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| All along she was just a body bitch
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| She a slimey bit, she a grimey bitch
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| She conniving, she a sloppy bitch
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| Don’t go out like that, she a nat
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| Fall back Black she a nat
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| Don’t go out like that she a nat |