| Who am I? |
| Who am I?
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| That think a man should never never never cry
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| Come on
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| Who am I? |
| Who am I?
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| Still at it
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| That think a man should never never never cry
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| I shed tears in the trap
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| Lost a lot of close homies I can never get back
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| I been stressing like a motherfucker (shit)
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| How the fuck I’m gon' rap and be a full-time dad?
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| On top of that they lookin' at you different (goddamn)
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| But shit, that come with the territory, nigga let’s get it
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| I ain’t talked to pops in a minute (what's happenin'?)
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| But if you ever hear this song, just know I really miss you
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| I should’ve made it to the funeral (goddamn)
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| I was her first grandson, how the fuck I miss that?
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| I couldn’t see her like that (see her like that)
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| I’m shedding tears while I write this shit
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| Man, 38 Humble Road
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| I ain’t gotta talk about my fuckin' past, niggas know
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| Got respect for the OG’s, nigga that’s for sure
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| Slide through when I want and I always hold my own, nigga, yeah
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| Who am I? |
| Who am I?
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| That think a man should never never never cry
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| Even real niggas cry sometimes
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| Who am I? |
| Who am I?
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| That think a man should never never never cry
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| Aye aye aye
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| In kindergarten moms moved me to the A, left the Bay
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| Came back, seventh grade, introduced to the game
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| It felt like I never left (never left)
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| Back and forth for the summer, seeing pops just wasn’t enough
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| I started selling candy, then I stepped it up the tree (tree)
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| Everything after that, I really can’t speak on it (damn)
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| Counted my first thousand on a toilet in Vallejo (Vallejo)
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| Dropped out of school after that, I needed bankroll (forreal)
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| Made sure it was rapped up good, then we prayed on it (goddamn)
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| But we ain’t gotta talk 'bout that, you know how that go (good job)
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| The game could’ve took my life, that’s fasho-sho
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| ATL one more night, I order four of 'em (numbers)
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| Woke up to a top model, I ain’t fuck on her (cute)
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| Damn, flight leaving in a minute, I gotta go, love
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| It’s highs and it’s lows in this thing called life (life)
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| Who am I to say that a man can’t cry, what’s happenin'?
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| Who am I?
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| Shit be gettin' real sometimes, fuck
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| Who am I?
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| I mean, damn
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| That think a man should never never never cry
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| It could be one person, like, yahmean?
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| Who am I?
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| Just 'cause I can’t do somethin' at that moment don’t mean I don’t fuck with you
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| Who am I?
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| That think a man should never never never cry |