| Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, you
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| You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose
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| And if it gets too hard to face the truth
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| You got to grow through what you go through, yeah
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| I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
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| I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
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| Only real competition is myself
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| She’s stuck in my brain storm, trying not to get rained on
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| I put all these rings on and it look like I’m flame throwing
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| And I put all my chains on and it look like I snakecharm
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| I was down on my dick, everybody was hissing
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| Now I’m trying to keep them snakes up out my garden
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| Put your ear up to my safe, the money snoring
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| Carolina blue sorta look like Jordan’s
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| Let’s get high for Nipsey and pop a blue dolphin
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| And yes I gotta keep them snakes up out my garden
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| But keep that Mamba Mentality regardless
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| 'Cause I know harder times are waiting for me in the future
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| All I can do is stay in my lane and put my gear in neutral
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| Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, to you
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| You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose
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| And if it gets too hard to face the truth
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| You got to grow through what you go through, yeah
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| I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
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| I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
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| Only real competition is myself, myself
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| Yeah you need a bandage for the damage you’ve been through
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| You’ve been knocked down but you managed to improve
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| Only real competition is in you
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| I’m caught in a thunderstorm
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| I look up and it’s fuckin' pouring
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| I’ma need me a lucky charm
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| I need it easy as Sunday morning
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| I keep me a firearm 'cause I always think I’m at harm
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| But it ain’t no smokin' over here without ringing my fire alarm
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| On gang, on God, on moms
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| This life will break you down to crumbs
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| I was floating on the cloud, I jumped
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| And when I hit the ground I sunk
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| Yeah they thought I was down, I’m up
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| I was lost now I’m found, what’s up
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| I came too far around to give up
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| When I was down on my dick
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| Everybody was missing, they thought I would miss them
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| But I got in that kitchen and cooked up this wisdom
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| I started a system
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| If you really love your niggas you’d never risk them, yeah
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| Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, yeah
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| You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose, yeah
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| And if it gets too hard to face the truth
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| You got to grow through what you go through, yeah
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| I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
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| I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
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| Only real competition is myself, myself
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| You need a bandage for the damage
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| I’ve been knocked down, knocked down but I manage yeah
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| Only real competition is myself
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| Only real competition is myself |