| This right here for anyone who ride with me
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| Heard me laugh, watch me cry, did time with me
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| In the game, not just on the sideline with me
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| I’m a sinner, I’ll admit it, but I got God with me
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| Been to Hell and back twice just to feel the burn
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| If your ass don’t fall down then you’ll never learn
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| I just wanna be the best that I can be
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| I just wanna be me, even if it sound naive
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| I thought acceptance from others it would set me free
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| But it didn’t, no
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| Oh, no, it never did
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| No matter what I say, no matter what I give
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| Sometimes people make me question if I wanna live
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| We call that a dark day, such a dark day
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| But I know tomorrow gon' come, it gon' come my way
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| And I know in my heart it’s gon' be a better day, it’s gon' be a better day
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| That’s why I came here to say
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| We make plans and God laughs
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| Feel like the older I get, the quicker time pass
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| Some people live in the past, others live in a flask
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| Even your picture-perfect life, it could be gone in a flash
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| Texting on your way to work and now your brains on the dash
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| We all powerless
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| 'Specially people think power last
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| I ain’t cowardice, but sometimes wish I lived behind a mask
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| 'Cause facing this world it’s such a rigorous task
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| It feel like the world wanna put me in the casket
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| Wish I was stronger, wish I could just get past it
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| If you feelin' how I’m feelin' when the song play, blast it
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| If you feelin' how I’m feelin' when you hear this, let me get an…
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Amen (Amen)
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| This right here for anyone who ride with me
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| Heard me laugh, watch me cry, did time with me
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| In the game, not just on the sideline with me
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| I’m a sinner, I’ll admit it, but I got God with me
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| Came up on Section 8 and I made it, yo, mom, look
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| Writin' these raps in a Louis Vuitton rhyme book
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| I never thought I’d make it out the hood and now I’m shook
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| I finally made it out my hood, everybody look
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| I’m across the street waving where the grass is greener
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| Hating on how far I’ve come, I don’t give a damn, Gina
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| This a celebration with no invitation
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| This the last one then I’m done, permanent vacation
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| Only place I felt I belonged was Babel station
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| Cooking crack, cooking crack for my generation
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| Now it’s time to conclude the incredible true story, and transformation
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| Salutations |