| Yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| All of You None of Me
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| Uh, rollin' with my partner through the hood
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| On the ten-speed
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| We was skippin' school to blow trees
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| I was sixteen
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| School was callin' mama
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| Talkin' 'bout they ain’t seen me
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| Had a lie together
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| Just in case we need a plan B
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| Brodie came through with the J’s
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| «Where'd you get 'em?»
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| Told me not to worry 'bout it
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| You can’t fit 'em, mind yo' business
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| «I ain’t ask you all that
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| Man, tell me, why you trippin?
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| If you really wanna know
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| Lean in closer, take a listen»
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| It was midnight
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| I was hangin' with my older brother
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| Said, «It's time to hit a lick
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| You gotta come to be my cover»
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| Pulled up to the house
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| We approached it from the back side
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| «You hold yo' position, look and listen
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| I’ll be out in five»
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| Came out the back
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| With some jewelry and some cash
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| Had a system with the games
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| And these J’s in the bag
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| I said, «Hold up
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| That was y’all that robbed that house?»
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| He said, «Shhh, calm down
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| Why you talkin' so loud?»
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| Yeah, it was easy
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| Five minutes, we was gone
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| «'Bout to hit another one |
| I think you should come along»
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| «You think I should come along?»
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| I’m like, «Tuh, I don’t know»
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| He said, «Why you scary?
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| It ain’t like we gon' get caught»
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| I said, «Man, what if we do?»
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| He said, «Bruh, but we ain’t»
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| Told him, «Next lick my brother girl house
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| They outta state
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| I can’t lie it sound temptin'
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| Is it easy as you say?»
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| He said, «Bruh, I’m tryna tell you
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| It’s gon' be a piece of cake»
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| Thought about it for some days
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| Then I told him I was down
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| He said, «Cool, let’s go tomorrow
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| And you better not chicken out»
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| «Man, I never been a sucker
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| I don’t know what you talkin' 'bout»
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| He said, «OK, tomorrow night
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| You can just meet us at the house»
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| The time came, I was nervous
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| I was really second guessin'
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| I was pacin', heart pumpin'
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| Veins poppin', hands sweatin'
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| Started thinkin' consequences
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| Jail time, 5 to 7, inmate
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| Cell 2, locked up
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| No commissary
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| I told 'em, «Pull over the whip
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| I can’t do it»
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| Told me, «Bruh, stop trippin'
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| Smoke this, it get you through it»
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| I said, «Bruh, let me out
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| I really got a bad feelin'» |
| He let me out by the curb
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| Then proceeded on a mission
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| Was a long walk home
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| On the other side of town
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| I was happy I ain’t do it
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| But I let my homie down
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| When I finally made it home
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| Went to the room and laid down
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| Hit the power on the TV
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| Started turnin' up the sound
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| I was flippin' through the channel
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| Hopefully to catch some highlights
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| Then I started to reflect
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| On what could’ve been a crazy night
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| Went to the kitchen, I was thirsty
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| Got some juice
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| Went back to the room
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| All I heard was, «Breaking News»
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| Two males got arrested
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| And they chargin' them with burglary
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| A bullet to the leg
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| They gon' booked 'em after surgery
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| Stood and shook my head like
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| «Man, that could’ve been me»
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| Hands on my head like
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| «Wow, that could’ve been me»
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| Sighed in relief
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| At the same time, shook
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| And turn my head left
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| Just to see my mom look
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| Said, «The teacher called the other day
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| You was playin' hookie»
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| Ain’t even try to fight it
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| I just stood and took the whoopin'
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| Yeah, this the way
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| That always seem right to a man
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| In the
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| Understand |
| If the Lord is callin'
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| Better listen to the Man
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| This the time he helped my dodge a bullet
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| Dab, aye
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| Aye
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| Watch me dab
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| Helped my dodge a bullet
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| Watch me dab, aye
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| Yeah
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| Now watch me dab
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| He helped my dodge a bullet
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| Dab
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| This had killed me, uh
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| Way to had a chance, uh
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| 'Cause I dodged that bullet, uh
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| And I dodge another bullet, uh
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| And I dodge another bullet, uh
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| Because His grace and mercy, uh
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| Has covered me, uh
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| Yeah, what? |