| How you doin dawg, how ya been, stayin out of trouble, how’s your Mom and them?
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| How’s work, how’s the dog, how’s the hustle been?
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| How’s life, how’s the songs, know you’re singin them.
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| Me and mine are doin fine I had a baby girl.
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| Swear to God she gon rule the world.
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| You know me, I ain’t really checked in in a minute, so I figured,
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| I would finally write a letter like a lyric I would sing it so you hear it,
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| cuz I never took the time to have a real talk.
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| Real talk, wish I never let you veer off.
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| I just wanted you to win and never look back.
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| I just wanted you to ride with me, kill tracks.
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| And now I’m writing you a letter like you’re gonna read it.
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| Maybe if I write it down you will maybe see it.
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| I just wanna take it back, to the old days.
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| Back then, even when you had your old ways.
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| Called your number the other day and it still works.
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| I just wanted it to ring cause it still hurts.
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| I don’t wanna let you go, it’ll feel worse.
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| And here I’m lookin past that rain like your own words.
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| Man it’s crazy cuz I swear that you’re right here.
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| Every rhyme, every verse, you’re in my ear.
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| Everywhere I seem to go, it is so clear.
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| I could never let you go with just one tear.
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| Why the fuck you gotta lose yourself?
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| You coulda had a billion views yourself.
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| You coulda made it for the people that could use your help.
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| You had a gift and you blew it all for using yayo.
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| And I ain’t even gotta mention to say, I swear to God dawg you hurt a lot of
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| people that day.
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| I can hear the gun cock in my dreams, and almost hear her screamin thinkin that
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| she wasn’t the means.
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| And every time I think about it man I fall to my knees, cuz it’s the weight of
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| the fact that you weren’t there with me.
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| I was on the road and you was all alone and I took you off the tour like we
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| weren’t even homies.
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| I meant to save your life but, you wouldn’t even call me.
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| I didn’t even know that you was in the moment.
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| Now I’m sittin back like, you already showed me.
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| I ain’t pay attention to the stories that you told me.
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| «Lookin out a wet window pane. |
| Too many raindrops hittin. |
| You never did look
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| past that rain, but there’s a rainbow in it. |
| Trust yourself and get with it.
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| This isn’t you just let the past burn out it’s finished… Goodbye.» |