| Frequent flyer, miles got my demons playin' catch-up
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| Only nigga in first class, du-rag matchin' my leather
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| Pride matchin' my get-up
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| ACW my sweater
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| Denim I pair together black-owned
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| I spend it better than most
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| A lion don’t leave the jungle by choice
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| And when it was time to speak up, you was losin' your voice
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| Provin' your noise only came from empty barrels
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| Annoys me, if I’m honest
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| So many did it for clout until they got it
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| Can we be honest? | 
| Really be honest?
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| When court of public opinion keep people fearin' their judgement
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| What’s really keepin' you from it?
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| Really keepin' you from it?
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| You speak, you say you want it for real
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| Then why you runnin', for real?
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| You say you stressed, man, I was stressed too
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| You say you next, man, I was next too
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| I know the wrongs that you said yes to
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| Deep in depression, I was dead too
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| I can’t go back (To)
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| Feelin' like I wanna die
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| Feelin' like I’ll never fly
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| Can a real nigga touch the sky?
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| I can’t go back (To)
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| Feelin' like I wanna die
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| Feelin' like I’ll never fly
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| Can a real nigga testify?
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| Clockin' and clockin' out
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| Played with Stevie, now they see me
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| I’m a topic now
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| I might drop another CD, start another drought
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| Wonder why they never see me, I was never around
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| I was workin', I was workin' doin' over-time
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| Got me feelin' like I’m Marvin back in '69
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| Too busy thinkin' ‘bout my baby in the summertime
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| Too busy feelin' like a nigga can’t get nothin' right
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| I lost friends, I lost pride
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| I lost money, I lost hope
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| All my bills on the table, I see pills on the floor
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| I see blood on the wall, love, I’m dyin' at the door
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| I see pain in our people, I know we might see some more
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| Been a slave to the kitty, I seen homies turn to foes
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| I saw brothers on a high turn to fiends on the floor
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| Take my soul in the war, take my scars, let ‘em show
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| If this is it, then let ‘em know (Let ‘em know)
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| I can’t go back (To)
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| Feelin' like I wanna die
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| Feelin' like I’ll never fly
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| Can a real nigga touch the sky?
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| I can’t go back (To)
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| Feelin' like I wanna die
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| Feelin' like I’ll never fly
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| Can a real nigga testify? |