| Used to be my homie
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| Now he actin' like he don’t know me
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| Used to come back to back with the matchin' chrome homie
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| Seventeen years old with a pocket full of stones on me
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| Yeah, doin everything the wrong way
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| Say homie I was in my own way
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| So a nigga had to go his own way
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| Hurt your heart when you see my video, hear my song play
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| Danger, old homeboys is like strangers
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| I feel like they’re scared to grow up
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| And theyself changes
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| Niggas front on me and say
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| I tell 'em you’re goddamn right
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| I got my change up
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| Everyday I change up with stranger bitches in the stripclub
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| Trickin', I’m changed
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| Change, don’t listen
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| You might lose a couple homies on your journey to a million
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| But your homies need to pay their position
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| Stay out their feelings
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| And if you don’t know bout it (if you don’t know bout it)
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| Then you better ask somebody (better ask somebody)
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| Hunnid thousand dollars in my motor man
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| I’m boutta blow past somebody (ooh)
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| The way I came in the game ain’t a shame, it’s a miracle (it's a miracle)
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| And Imma shine on my name do it big, for my niggas (ooh)
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| Used to be my homie
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| Now she actin' like she don’t know me
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| Chuck my dope in the Honda
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| She was down for me
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| Even when I sleep with them hoes
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| She stuck around for me
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| She said we doin' this the wrong way
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| How you expect us to grow when we in our own way
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| So naturally I expect her to go her own way
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| Wonder how she feel when she out and hear my song play
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| Danger, we don’t talk we like strangers
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| How we go from oh so close to like strangers
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| My fault, I took that loss to chase paper
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| My mind said well fuck these hoes
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| I can’t save 'em
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| Yeah, miss the way she used to smile for me
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| Rob a package, take that package outta town for me
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| Chuck my dope in the Honda
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| She was down for me
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| Wish she could’ve stuck around for me
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| Stay down for me
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| And if you don’t know bout it (if you don’t know bout it)
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| Then you better ask somebody (better ask somebody)
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| Hunnid thousand dollars in my motor man
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| I’m boutta blow past somebody (ooh)
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| The way I came in the game ain’t a shame, it’s a miracle (it's a miracle)
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| And Imma shine on my name do it big, for my niggas (ooh)
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| Everywhere that we go
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| Everything that we see
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| We can have it all if we just believe
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| Starts in our mind
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| Given space and time
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| Trust me, you will be fine (yeah)
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| And if you don’t know bout it (if you don’t know bout it)
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| Then you better ask somebody (better ask somebody)
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| Hunnid thousand dollars in my motor man
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| I’m boutta blow past somebody (ooh)
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| The way I came in the game ain’t a shame, it’s a miracle (it's a miracle)
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| And Imma shine on my name do it big, for my niggas (ooh)
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| And if you don’t know bout it
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| Since you been in your own way
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| When the chips fall down you sing the same song
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| The way I came in the game ain’t a shame, it’s a miracle
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| And Imma shine on my name do it big, for my niggas tho |