| If I’ve got to go, one more year, window shopping
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| I’m a just fucking die, I’m a just fucking die
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| Here I go
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| That’s my word, that’s my word
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| How you feel? |
| Not so good
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| Know some people want me dead, want to kill me, wish you would
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| One time for my old hood, one time for the old me
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| One time for the weed man, I used to cop by the O-Z
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| I used to want to be a baller, I used to want to be Kobe
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| Until my nigga Paul died and I was like why God, my God
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| Turnt nigga, middle finger to the world nigga
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| It ain’t fair but it turns nigga
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| Now you waiting your turn
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| Tell her that you love her but another nigga hitting your girl
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| I bet that shit burns, alchol on a fresh cut
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| Now you motivated nigga you the next up
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| And that same chick tripping cause she messed up
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| And even though you let it go she never let up
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| «Johnny, where you going can you come home soon?»
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| I’m sorry, I don’t have a home to come home to
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| If you love me let me hear you say it, I don’t hear it
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| I don’t hear it enough, hear it enough
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| If you love me let me hear you say it, I don’t hear it
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| I don’t hear it enough, hear it enough
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| If I’ve got to go, one more year, window shopping
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| I’m a just fucking die, I’m a just fucking die
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| Here I go
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| That’s my word, that’s my word
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| How you feel? |
| Not so good
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| Know some people want me dead, want to kill me, wish you would
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| Funny how a nigga mind work
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| On the road to riches it diminish your worth
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| Want to be clean so a nigga do dirt
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| Trying to maximize gain tryin to minimize hurt
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| Everybody knows but don’t nobody want to work
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| Everybody want fame don’t nobody want church
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| Money that your making is mistaken for your worth
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| You don’t want to die last you don’t want to die first, die first
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| Back in this bitch
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| Back to the wall with your bitch on my dick
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| Give me the throat
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| I was dead broke with no pot to piss in
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| Fuck a politician trying to get me to vote
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| First of the month
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| Waiting for cheques at the bank cashing I was the first one to stunt
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| By the 15th, I was dead broke selling weed after class stacking money for lunch
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| «Johnny, where you going can you come home soon?»
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| I’m sorry, I don’t have a home to come home to
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| If you love me let me hear you say it, I don’t hear it
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| I don’t hear it enough, hear it enough
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| If you love me let me hear you say it, I don’t hear it
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| I don’t hear it enough, hear it enough
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| Tú me quieres dejar
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| Yo no quiero sufrir
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| Contigo me voy mi santa
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| Aunque me cueste morir |