| Aye… light hit my face sun brought the heat
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| Open my eyes see my car parked across the street
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| And then it hit i ain’t really slept that long in a week
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| Matter fact i don’t even remember falling asleep
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| Alantic office claimin j just keep calling the heat
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| Is it an emergency or something you need to talk to me?
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| J said (i thought you needed to talk to me)
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| (If it’s a change made aware i think i outta be
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| You making ultimatums now you don’t talk to me
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| You make shit way worse then it outta be
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| I aint arguin on the phone come talk to me
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| Ill be waitin on you dawg at the office peace)
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| Now im thinkin hard as i walk ot my house
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| The f***k have i done now, what could he be talkin bout?
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| I been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
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| I was workin on the album i was listenin now
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| Then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
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| Yea is it something i dont know that i was supposed to say?
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| All i know before the hour i awoke today
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| Nigga commin wit the realist and he chose today
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| Im real close to J i seen ups and downs hit
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| But i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
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| It really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded
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| He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin?
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| (you say’n you dont know bout it?)
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| Know bout what?
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| (Atlantic records said you called the office and went nuts)
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| (makin death threats talkin loud gettin buck)
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| Man they said i did what? |
| folks im just gettin up
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| (say you waitin out your deal till you hear its up)
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| (planin to make away with 20 million bucks)
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| You bullshitin me right? |
| is you serious brugh?
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| (yea they said you found out the rapper T.I.P wit us
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| I talked to Craig, Jewels and Kais a long time
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| Long story short they said you don lost ya damn mind
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| And i runnun off deep and across ya damn mind
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| You crossed the thin line, i’m hearin em tell atlantic
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| Its so much shit about cha, they dont give a shit about cha
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| Say’n you ain’t doin' nothing they couldn’t have done without cha
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| You ain’y never been hotta, worked a whole lotta years and came up
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| To go way back to the bottom, what…)
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| Man… what the hell is yall talkin bout?
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| I been in the house all night
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| I don’t know nothing bout that shit man
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| I got the album right here
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| Man send this to em |