| Yeah
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| More time, yuh haffi wake up enuh
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| I was never born with a golden spoon
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| And I never really like going to school
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| (No-oh-oh-oh)
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| But you should know momma never raise no fool
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| She told me
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| If you’re the smartest person in that room
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| (Words my momma say)
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| You’re in the wrong room
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| Land a di sunshine
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| There were some fun times
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| I remember when it all
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| Turned into gun times
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| When forces combine
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| Defend di front line
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| I was with my mother
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| She was my bloodline
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| (Even though we felt)
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| And even though we felt like the target
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| Protect each other, every journey we walk it
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| (She way my shoulder)
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| She was my shoulder, I was her soldier
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| We kinda drifted, as I got older
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| If I’m her go to, then who’s my go-to?
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| Without my go-to, who do I go to?
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| I’m in the wrong room
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| I was never born with a golden spoon
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| And I never really like going to school
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| (No-oh-oh-oh)
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| But you should know momma never raise no fool
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| She told me
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| If you’re the smartest person in that room
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| (Words my momma say)
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| You’re in the wrong room
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| From I was christened
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| It was my mission
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| My star it glistened
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| Wid pure ambition
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| (From all the bruises, I learned to be strong)
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| I tried to talk less
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| And learned to listen
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| I figred out how to
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| Play my position
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| Some people have sight
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| But I got vision
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| At times I move like
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| A politician
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| I try my best to
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| Form coalitions
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| So I can outdo
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| The competition
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| If I’m her go to, then who’s my go-to?
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| Without my go-to, who do I go to?
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| I’m in the wrong room
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| I was never born with a golden spoon
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
|
| And I never really like going to school
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh)
|
| But you should know momma never raise no fool
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| She told me
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| If you’re the smartest person in that room
|
| (Words my momma say)
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| You’re in the wrong room
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| I’m a student of the street
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| Always let faith guide my feet
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| Love is sometimes bittersweet
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| Loyalty is more concrete 'cause
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| Be careful who yuh put yuh faith in
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| (Yeah-hey-hey)
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| Good to know who you’re embracing
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| Sometimes yuh got to do some replacing
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| (Yeah hey hey)
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| Pay attention to the vibe when they’re hating
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| I was never born with a golden spoon
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
|
| And I never really like going to school
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh)
|
| But you should know momma never raise no fool
|
| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| She told me
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| If you’re the smartest person in that room
|
| (Words my momma say)
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| You’re in the wrong room
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| (Oh-oh-oh, I, I)
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| I was never born with a golden spoon
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| Yeah, mi neva born wid nuh golden spoon
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| Undastand dat
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| (Yeah)
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| And I never really like going to school
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| An even though mi neva like guh school
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| (No-oh-oh-oh)
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| Yuh know wah?
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| But you should know momma never raise no fool
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| (Oh, nah, no no)
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| Pay attention
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| (No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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| She told me
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| (Hey, yeah-hey-yeah)
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| If you’re the smartest person in that room
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| (Words my momma say)
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| You’re in the wrong room
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| (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |