| Can’t wear my feelings on my sleeve
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| It ain’t much for me in the streets
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| But somehow thats always where i be
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| But somehow thats always what i need
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| With my niggas we been smoking weed
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| Keep my distance from niggas that be fleas
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| Though its vicious don’t never play it sweet
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| Had to get it you starve or you eat
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| Member back we had all type of beef
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| Member writing them songs that was deep
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| Member taking that loss couldn’t eat
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| And im high as the stars tryna think
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| You could tell it was hard when I speak
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| Plus im spitting these bars for the streets
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| Thought she was too good wouldn’t speak
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| Now I know that she sick look at me
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| My stomach get ached couldn’t sleep
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| Got a pack had to eat best believe
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| My man got some years cooking cheese
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| Even though that i can i don’t leave
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| Even though I got signed I Don’t Sleep
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| I don’t care if they dissing it ain’t deep
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| All them disses ain’t hear em shit it’s weak
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| Amped up I done fucked her now she sleep
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| My white hot Im low I stay discreet
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| Man Im fresh from my hairline to my sneaks
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| Back and forth on these airlines gotta eat
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| J go handle the redlines alway green
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| I did this for my grandma she a queen
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| Grab the pineapple Fanta tied the lean
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| And my crib was abandoned with no heat
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| It was either that crib or the streets
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| Had to sleep on my jacket couldn’t freeze
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| Was the sheets with no mattress when I sleep
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| Used to wakeup with rashes on my cheeks
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| Shit It come to me natural ain’t a thing
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| Shit I used to be trapping round my way
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| Was the same I was bagging up a 8th
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| It was all from the heart them nights i prayed
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| When it start getting dark they ain’t stay
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| Went and got me a spark I ain’t change
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| Got a hawk and i’ll stab you I ain’t playing
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| I think half of these niggas out here gay
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| Wanna talk about Kur cause they lame
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| Caught myself writing back same names
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| They gon act like they mad and call me lame
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| Half them bitches was average gave em fame
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| They was fronting but glad i said they name
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| Niggas broke catching wreck they ain’t paid
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| Court date next year gotta wait
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| Gon be sitting for a minute In that cage
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| In the slums niggas spraying with no aim
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| Sharpneck Uptop What I claim
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| Got hot worked hard and I prayed
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| Cops search in my draws violate
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| Undies out shop clothes out the way
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| Really thought we was close by mistake
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| Really thought we was bro’s my mistake
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| Plus the glitter ain’t gold could be fake
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| On my balcony Im smoking at my place
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| Good to stand on my own Im ok
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| Even when it gets slow thats ok
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| Love sheeryl cause she always gave me faith
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| Stay thurl and it always been that way
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| Stop by granny house Im just saying hey
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| ''Baby have a seat'' i can’t even stay
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| On the move and I gotta get it straight
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| You know Jamie she bout to graduate
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| She confused gotta help her find a way
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| Feeling good took my second shot today
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| Fill this wood up Im bout to Spark ok?
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| Fuck this shit going back to where i came
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| Spitting shit they ain’t had a heart to say
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| It was facts let em know about my pain
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| Kinda heated my flight just got delayed
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| When I want to I buy expensive things
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| Im at Mimi’s Im thirsty grab the days
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| I took half of this 30 bout to blaze
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| I appreciate god and everything
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| On the jack with my mom Saturday
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| Told me stop being distant show my face
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| ''And the family they miss you by the way''
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| ''And I love you I pray I hope you safe''
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| Mom Im chilling Im staying out the way
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| I ain’t tripping I know we gon be straight
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| Flow is different Im spitting and its late
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| Cops blitz us we push off and we break
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| All these niggas we put em in they place
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| All these niggas we put em in they place… |