| Sunshine gon' come with rainy days, codeine take the pain away
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| Kobe at the three, while down by two, Dwyane gon' fade away
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| I know they hate I made a way, for my niggas I paved a way
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| I’m at the top, they at the bottom starvin'
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| Guess that mean it’s safe to say
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| That I really came from the trenches
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| They throwin' dirt on top my name, I got no love for these bitches
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| Fuck all the cameras and the fame, I came in for the riches
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| This Crip shit runnin' in my veins, ask the Lord for forgiveness
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| Just had a talk with Tim mama, she say I’m an idol and I lead the way
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| She know this gun not in my title, for my life she hit her knees and pray
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| She know that niggas want me dead, that’s why this Smith & Wesson on my waist
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| She hate the fact that I’m a Crip, I throw my C’s up at them Heaven gates
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| It ain’t no love inside my heart, I left my feelings drowning in a lake
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| I put my trust inside an envelope, then mailed it to another state
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| They tryna judge me by my lifestyle, plus these tats that’s on my fuckin' face
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| But I’ma live this fuckin' lifestyle from the cradle to the fuckin' grave
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| How do you know when you love someone?
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| When deep down in your soul you can’t love no one
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| When you done done so much, you can’t trust no one
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| I feel I’m walkin' down the wrong road
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| How do you know when you love someone?
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| When deep down in your soul you can’t love no one
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| When you done done so much, you can’t trust no one
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| I feel I’m walkin' down the wrong road
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| Standin' in court, look back, my mama cryin'
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| Like «Son, I told you this so many times»
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| Judge told me speak before I caught my time
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| Taught me a lesson, true love hard to find
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| Juvenile prison where the biz' is Belly
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| Locked on Carl Griffin with no commissary
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| Livin' in hell, pray to the missionary
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| Stuck in the cell when my grandma got buried
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| Bloody t-shirts to obituaries
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| I seen them fold in different situations
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| I seen the realest turn fake
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| We slang that K, then it’s blood on the pavement
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| I been thuggin' since I went to Haven
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| I done seen killas make a statement
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| Walkin' down a long road, look back, don’t see nobody wavin'
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| Turn 'round the corner, jump out with the pole
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| Two Swisher Sweets, a pill, a pack of poles
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| That choppa roll a nigga up like dope
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| Them dolla bills’ll make 'em kick yo door
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| We in the field, and that’s one thing for sure
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| I had to learn somethin' you taught to hold
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| I’m thinkin' hard like I ain’t thought before
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| That 30 clip is a part of my pose
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| I’m pourin' lean 'til I can’t pour no more
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| Ride through the streets like I’m not goin' home
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| What’s understood ain’t gotta be explained, it’s too much goin' on
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| Murder runnin' through my veins like heroin in a needle
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| How do you know when you got love from your people?
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| How do you know when you love someone?
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| When deep down in your soul you can’t love no one
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| When you done done so much, you can’t trust no one
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| I feel I’m walkin' down the wrong road
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| How do you know when you love someone?
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| When deep down in your soul you can’t love no one
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| When you done done so much, you can’t trust no one
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| I feel I’m walkin' down the wrong road |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Imperfect Flower, artist - Quando Rondo. Album song From the Neighborhood to the Stage, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп