| Couple of Peronis for the pain, yeah yeah
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| One sign it’s infectious, strike again, yeah yeah
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| Every time I spill I leave a stain, yeah yeah
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| Fuck it, oversharing is my thing, yeah yeah
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| Take em all and make a potluck
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| They want automate your knowledge
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| Look, that shit be a little behind the 1, homie you got it
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| These experts do a lot just to replicate your novice
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| Sometimes seeking knowledge more helpful than if you got it
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| But we be scared to look, cause we scared to find
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| All those actions need a voice, we so pantomime
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| All that cappin is a choice, you could bare your soul
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| I be barin mine but I ain’t bet on my habits be very savage
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| Green tea and a new book
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| Wonder if I’ll make it past page 30
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| Wonder if I’ll make it past age 30
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| Self-love shelf life expire mad early
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| This for the days that we never had
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| This for all the ways we regret the past
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| We were runnin late but we’d get to class
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| They done give us less but we ain’t never mad
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| We gon be there in the end
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| Hope you there to see us win
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| Hope you there to see us win
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| It’s a real G lullaby
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| It’s never gon look like how you planned it
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| But in every disadvantage there’s a way to take advantage
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| In the end it matters the principles you were standin' on in the beginning
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| Otherwise losin' look like winnin'
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| And sinnin' look like given and this map ain’t nothin like how I drew it out
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| but fuck, I’m in it
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| Spent a lot of time mad at myself, more at the ignorance
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| Before I’m givin, I gotta be forgiving of myself and you and our ineptitudes
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| My true self ain’t you
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| Your true self ain’t me and I know that anger is pain
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| Know that shallow is shame
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| Our lives couldn’t be more different some our battles the same
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| Know that’s a fact, son
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| And they could still get slapped
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| But real ones know that tough shit pussy next to compassion
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| I know the «why» I’m here, I’m workin on the «how»
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| But you get to the end by focusing on the now
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| This is for the days that we never had
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| This for all the ways we regret the past
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| We were runnin late but we’d get to class
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| They done give us less but we ain’t never mad
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| We gon be there in the end
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| We gon be there in the end
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| Hope you there to see us win
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| It’s a real G lullaby |