| They say man’s best friend is dog
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| Girl’s best friend is diamond
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| Had a dream I bought my dogs some diamonds
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| Yeah we all was shining
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| Then I woke up and I lost
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| A good woman, it’s so hard to find one
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| Best of all my exes, wish that I could combine them
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| He don’t wife em, he concubines them
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| God
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| I said, I said
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| Got tired of running towards the pain
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| Stop running off them lames that want to come up off your name
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| Same thing that make you laugh will make you weak
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| So now I grin when I see police, black sheep
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| Deep, not really I’m shallow
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| I used to battle with addiction to adolescence, even as an adult
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| Used to want to be a dope boy forever
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| Grown man, shit I know I know better
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| Used to want to be a dope boy forever
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| Grown man, shit I know I know better
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| Mama ain’t raised no fool, mama ain’t raised no ho
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| I’m just being honest, bad karma
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| Promise you, it ain’t no joke
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| But I’ve been through (grindin)
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| Watchin for the robbing crew, they plottin too
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| Plus it ain’t no coke, so in other words it ain’t no hope
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| Niggas still spending money like they can’t go broke
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| (Get your ho)
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| Got to watch the way you hug me
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| Be dun poked you with my pistol
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| Pockets poke out from the racks, probably smelling like a sack
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| I took a loss, I got it back, I barely missed it
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| Did a summer then 350, they call it presidential
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| I got it it from the banks, somewhere private, out of state
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| Flying me right back in the hood, tryna find out what it weigh
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| You use to have money, I’m getting used to having money
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| See what the boosters grab for me, snatch bout 20 pairs of Js
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| Ay, that was just the other day
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| I’m the type to hit the bank twice today
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| (Bitch cut your ringer off) |