| Stop stop, spreading those rumors around
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| Stop stop, spreading those lies
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| Stop stop, spreading those rumors around
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| Stop stop, spreading those lies
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| (get your mind off, get your mind off me)
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| I don’t wanna talk about it, (rumors)
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| I don’t give a damn about it, (life)
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| What y’all think about it
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| Making my money, I’m all about it
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| What ya doing where ya been, how ya living my man
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| You done asked me all that, ain’t even shook my hand
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| They say I’m sick, broke don’t even got a car
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| Riding around the city, fronting like I’m a star
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| Here we go again, tal’n bout guess what they said
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| Keke laying in the hospital, he damn near dead
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| Now picture this, me being less of a man
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| To play the cards I was dealt, then show you my hand
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| Everytime I turn around, I got a knife in my back
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| I got these folks in my face, because I’m young and black
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| I’m making moves, making sure I’m keeping it smooth
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| Get your own mind your own, everything’ll be cool
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| You gotta catch up with yourself, and try to do something
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| Figure out the life you living, and quit bumping
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| Cause me give up on the game, I doubt it
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| The rumors in the air, but I ain’t talking about it cause me
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| Ain’t that the Don, like he’s suppose to be rich
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| But they say he caught a case, now he’s a so called snitch
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| Ain’t that funny, how shit change every week
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| I’m seeing certain people man, I won’t even speak
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| It’s getting deep, the fellas getting worse as the women
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| Friends from last year, are now sour as a lemon
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| He said she said, that’s all you hear
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| That’s why I’m quick to catch ghost, so vanish or disappear
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| City to city state to state, a different house and gate
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| A different license plate, the haters hate
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| Wait, to catch you coming up short
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| Sticking to the G code, so I hustle with heart
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| Every year about this time, it goes down
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| The gossip get thick, and start spreading around
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| You gotta focus on your paper baby, keep on trucking
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| And don’t sweat the competition, they ain’t tal’n bout nothing
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| But it’s a trip, how the word gets out
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| You got my name in your mouth, you must be talking about
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| So for the last time, 'fore I leave it alone
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| You got some real important bidness, won’t you mind your own cause me
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| Another day another dollar, money gotta be made
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| Early birds get the worm, I’m jumping up getting paid
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| I’m just a young man, trying to live my life
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| I gotta make it through the day, so I can pray at night
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| And what about you playa, how you living these days
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| You still hating everybody, with your devilish ways
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| You need to slow down low down, don’t get yourself to' down
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| The route you going, your whole ship bout to go down
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| For real, take you two steps back
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| 'Fore you slip the wrong way, and catch a counter attack
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| Jealousy leads to hate, hate leads to death
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| I’m trying to take another step, you wanna ruin my rep
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| Cause me, I don’t wanna talk about it
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| And these lies everywhere, don’t give a damn about it
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| And these rumors, they gon' be here forever
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| But me fall short to that shit, no never me
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| Stop stop, spreading those rumors around
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| Stop stop, spreading those lies
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| Stop stop, spreading those rumors around
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| Stop stop, spreading those lies
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| Stop stop, spreading these lies |