| We in this,
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| mind your fuckin business, nigga.
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| Look, check it, look.
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| Nowadays everybody wants somethin from me,
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| always askin me for a favor or some fuckin money.
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| And they actin like I’m swimmin in cash, but I’m just tryin to make this little
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| bit last.
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| I’m with this new girl and I kind of think we did it too fast.
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| We should have waited, but that shit’s in the past.
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| And I can’t change it, I’m hopin that she’s different.
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| I hate dealing with the same shit.
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| She says I make her happy, that doesn’t make sense,
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| because I haven’t been happy since '09, even with four hundred fans around me
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| at show time.
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| I keep tellin myself that I’m happy with what I’m doin but the truth is I feel
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| like something’s missing, I’m about to lose it.
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| Bout to lose my focus, bout to lose my mind, got me feelin hopeless all the
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| fuckin time.
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| And these niggas around me don’t make it better,
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| tryin to start a fight over a female or some cheddar.
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| Ego too big walkin round like I’m on somethin,
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| but I never waste my time cause I know it’s nothin.
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| And I know where I’m headed, yes I know the situations they gon get left in and
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| I ain’t havin it.
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| Everyone’s actin like I’m their boy but I think back to when I didn’t have no
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| money,
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| didn’t have no girls,
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| didn’t have no fame
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| didn’t have the world,
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| look, in the palm of my hands.
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| Now they see I’m makin moves and they wanna be friends, y’all disgust me.
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| My mind is filled with doubt when the woman tells me she loves me,
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| cause does she love me for me, or cause I’m the dude that all her friends are
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| comin to see?
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| Niggas only nice to me when they want somethin for free,
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| but I just try to keep my distance and do nothin but me.
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| And I got a lot of, heh, yeah I got a lot of pressure on my shoulders.
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| I think of all the people I’ll be next to when it’s over.
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| Nothin lasts forever, and either will I.
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| I just hope that you remember me when I die.
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| Real shit, don’t get mad if I don’t answer your calls,
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| cause I’m too busy tryin to catch what I lost.
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| Old friends say I’m fake and I changed how I used to be,
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| but I’m just growing up and learning newer things.
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| And if you can’t understand it then cut me loose,
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| but I guarantee you everything I tell you is the truth.
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| Niggas all up in my face tellin me I need to speak to you,
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| back the fuck up, I need some breathing room |