| My homie and his girl just had a kid
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| They debated keeping it at first but now they’re glad they did
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| People doubting he’s a daddy, but he adamant he is
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| Both of them cheated round the time that she conceived it, he believing that
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| it’s his
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| His family tell him take a test so we’ll be sure
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| But that just pissed him off, so he side with his baby momma more
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| He could see himself inside the baby’s eyes, it bring him joy
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| Plus they was on the verge of breaking up
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| They thought the pregnancy would be the cure to stay together
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| But instead it was the last straw
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| She’s crying saying that they need to talk
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| She told him that her ex took a test, he’s the daddy of the baby
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| Now he got a broken heart up in the car
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| He’s on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| Swerving on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| 'Bout to crash and burn
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| She was just a teen when dad got busted cheating, parents got divorced
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| Mom done lost her voice from crying so much, lots of shock, absorbed
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| Family structure crumbled. |
| Lost support
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| Used to talk about college courses with her dad while watching sports
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| Now he just honks the horn and leaves, the peace done got restored
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| He just chops the doors, split the family up in pieces, tears are seeping
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| through the carpet floor
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| Mom ain’t home to watch and lock the doors
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| One time she lost it when she caught some boys inside her daughter’s closet in
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| their boxer shorts
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| She could discipline her, when she tried her daughter fought her
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| She blamed her, saying she’s the reason she don’t got a father
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| She’s always on the bottle, drunk when momma called the police
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| 'Cause she slapped and snatched the cash up out her purse and stole her keys
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| She’s on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| Swerving on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| 'Bout to crash and burn
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| He’s an entertainer, yeah, it beats a nine to five
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| Sometimes he’s scared there’ll be a day when he runs out of rhymes
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| Sick of having to repeat himself a thousand times
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| But be careful you’ll get eaten, these are mountain lions surrounded by
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| These wolves, only dressed like sheep
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| Some people whoop when I lit my dream
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| But I still ain’t rich, I don’t got a plan B
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| Get the fans and then I cop
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| Jump ship, I sink
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| So I gotta hit the road, only way to get paid
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| So my lady at home gotta patiently wait
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| She’s afraid when I’m gone, gotta pray I’m okay
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| How much more can I take from the fame and the stage
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| I’m on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| Swerving on the road now
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| Feeling zoned out
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| Need to slow down
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| 'Cause you’re going full speed ahead
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| 'Bout to crash and burn
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| And do you have to learn
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| Before you have returned
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| Beneath the grass and dirt
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| Besides the casket/urns
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| We’ll put your ashes first
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| Come bring you back to Earth
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| Before you crash and burn |