| Uh, yeah
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| Live for me
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| Live for me
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| For my kids lil nigga
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| Woo, Yeah
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| I need you to live for me, woo
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| Yeah, you don’t understand right now
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| I lost my Pops same age that you are right now
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| I learned a lesson, keep going when the odds are down
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| And when it’s dark, you can see the stars shine down
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| I wanna protect you, you don’t know the pain I felt
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| I was trapped, spent years in a cage, no help
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| Tryna keep you out the devil’s hands
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| Don’t want you livin' like me, you be a better man
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| And the plan is for me to help you get ahead
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| Strong minded black male, that’s how you advance
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| And I know in your mind, I be hard at times
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| You gotta know, in the streets ain’t where your hearts defined
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| It’s the spirit you possess that’ll help you grow
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| I’m sorry that me and your mom’s can’t be that close
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| Just to see you live, I’d give up my soul
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| Gotta stay strong in the event that I go
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| Need you to live for me
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| Was fine till I think about it, but now it’s intact
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| Sorry I had to live like that
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| Was there I had to give right back
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| I’m gonna make a way, someday
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| And I got yo back
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| How to make it? |
| I’ll teach you that
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| You need me and I need you back
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| Just keep me in your heart always
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| Took time to realize
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| Wasn’t ready, busy womanizing
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| Another child wasn’t part of my plan, see
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| And I hate myself for wishing she’d swallowed that plan B, yuh
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| I’ve done it, it looks just like me
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| I pray she doesn’t fall for a man that’s like me, no
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| Tryna turn into a better father
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| But my demons is pullin' it’s gettin' harder
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| So I wrote this letter for you in case I wasn’t with you
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| Times that you were cryin', wasn’t there to hold the tissue
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| Just know I love you, don’t be scared to dream
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| Remember that a man only respects a queen
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| And I’m sorry me and mom’s can’t be that close
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| But it’s still my job to keep you off the post
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| Just to see you live, I’d give up my soul
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| Stay strong in the event that I go
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| I need you to live for me
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| Was fine till I think about it, but now it’s intact
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| Sorry I had to live like that
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| Was there I had to give right back
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| I’m gonna make a way, someday
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| And I got yo back
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| How to make it? |
| I’ll teach you that
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| You need me and I need you back
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| Just keep me in your heart always
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| Sins of thy father
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| Pray my kids don’t fall victim to my Karma
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| Up nights just tryna feed her my gold heart, uh
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| Black flowers what’d they minds, they grow sharper (preach)
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| They will never live like I used to
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| Or feel the pain and the hunger I was used to
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| Cold nights hot days that was usual
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| Just to see a dead body that’s not unusual
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| Yeah, keep my son away from street corners
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| Keep my daughter safe, don’t let them creeps sweet talk her
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| I got many flaws, living with regrets
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| A ghetto king tryna raise my prince and princess
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| Was fine till I think about it, but now it’s intact
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| Sorry I had to live like that
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| Was there I had to give right back
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| I’m gonna make a way, someday
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| And I got yo back
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| How to make it? |
| I’ll teach you that
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| You need me and I need you back
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| Just keep me in your heart always |