| And I put that on all of my vices
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| My high school diploma, my dearly departed
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| My double entendre, I wrote this
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| The mornin you went back to college
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| I know we both growing, that’s part of the problem
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| It’s thirty on Lincoln, I’m out
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| Brought that shit back to the curb
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| Same one where I learned how to skate
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| Same one where I wrote this here
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| Same flight, different time, same gate
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| Same line, still me, new wait
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| Drawn up from the house I leveled
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| I emerge with a four side frame
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| My word, how the times have changed
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| Oh lord, how this shit stand still
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| Cole world, we don’t want to be saved
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| If it ain’t me, I don’t think I will
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| Cause I believe in the power of my niggas, but ultimately its gon be up to me
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| to get with it
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| Oh, so holler if you hear me holler
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| Tell me is this what you wanted, yeah, riddle me that
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| Ain’t nothing here till you answer, wasn’t nothing here to begin with
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| And I put this on all of the nights that I didn’t come home
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| Or I came with the light, or I slept with the sun
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| In a bed when the morning could come any hour
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| I know when it, how I know when to go
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| Pedal my block to the east
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| Brought that shit back to the lake
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| Same one where I learned how to leave
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| Same one where I learned how to stay
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| Same time, different year, new place
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| Same line, still me, new weight
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| Drawn up from behind eye level
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| I return with the foresight, pain
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| My word, how the floor has changed
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| Hold on when it seems to tilt
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| Oh I’ll remember you Kaylyn and hold down
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| The house you helped build
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| Cause now the opportunity has arisen for me to contribute to something that I
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| see as bigger
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| Yah yay |