| I ain’t been myself, it ain’t no hope for me
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| I be by myself, I have a toast to me
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| Make a lot of money and I smoke my weed
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| I be too damn high to go get groceries
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| Made a lot of hits, yeah, I got trophies
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| And no one could ever say they ever wrote for me
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| And I ain’t met nobody who could have my soul to keep
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| 'Cause you know everything about it’s just a joke to me (Oh, yeah)
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| And I can cry no tears
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| 'Cause I done faced my fears
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| Still got my will to live
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| And I still got much more to give
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| Girl, I could change your life
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| But you ain’t the changing type
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| 'Cause you ain’t the chasing hype
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| And I just ain’t that guy (Oh, yeah)
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| 'Cause someday I, someday I leave it all behind
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| Someday I, someday I’m gonna die
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| I ain’t been myself, it ain’t no hope for me
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| I be by myself, I have a toast to me
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| Make a lot of money and I smoke my weed
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| I be too damn high to go get groceries
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| Made a lot of hits, yeah, I got trophies
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| And no one could ever say they ever wrote for me
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| And I ain’t met nobody who could have my soul to keep
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| 'Cause you know everything about it’s just a joke to me (Oh, yeah)
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| Till I do no joking, I’m pullin up I’m stroking
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| fronzen
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| I get money and trophies
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| I ain’t been myself, it ain’t no hope for me
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| I be by myself, I have a toast to me
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| Make a lot of money and I smoke my weed
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| I be too damn high to go get groceries
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| Made a lot of hits, yeah, I got trophies
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| And no one could ever say they ever wrote for me
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| And I ain’t met nobody who could have my soul to keep
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| 'Cause I won’t ever let nobody get too close to me
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| And I won’t ever let nobody get them to me
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| 'Cause you know everything about it’s just a joke to me |