| Lost so much and gained so much
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| I’m tryna balance out my life and shit
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| Can’t put on for the media
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| I’m going through a life
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| I got my guard up,
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| I’m working harder,
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| Perky after perky, tryna find out how it used to be
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| It’s working, then ain’t working
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| In the end it’s just abusing
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| And this pressure keep weighing me down
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| Gotta keep it at close range
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| Ain’t no laying me down
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| Yeah I ride with it
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| I be 'round most of my peers but still I feel alone
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| I done shed so many tears
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| That’s why my feelings gone
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| Remember I ain’t had shit
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| I keep them racks on me
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| I done seen my whole city turn they back on me
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| They try to do a nigga sly but it ain’t work at all
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| My mama cried so many times so sh deserve it all
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| I had my back against th wall they tried to tie me in
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| Beat all the odds, I finally made it out the lion’s den
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| I made a vow to myself, that I won’t cry again
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| And if you fall lil dawg, get up and try again
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| Niggas sold a lot of dreams, that I won’t buy again
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| You told me that you weren’t gon' lie
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| And then you lied again |
| Cause sometimes
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| The grass ain’t greener on the other side
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| The other side (ohh, oh, ohh)
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| You know that you can be what you wanna be
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| Don’t let 'em tell you different
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| Don’t let 'em tell you different
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| I’m just tryna make a way
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| For all my sisters and my brothers
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| Tryna stay up out the way
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| But I just end up in some drama
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| I done did so much shit
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| Feel like I still deal with my karma
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| And I refuse to be a victim
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| I won’t let 'em put me under
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| My anxiety still beating on me
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| Conscious still fucking wit' me
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| Seen a lot of people change
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| It’s hard to know who fuckin' wit' me
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| And I always show love
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| But I, knew that it was hate
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| Had to learn to take time
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| And stay true to being patient
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| I feel sorrow
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| Dark liquor just to drown out my sorrow
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| Had to get it on my own
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| I couldn’t borrow
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| I need it now, and I mean now
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| Cause we ain’t promised for tomorrow
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| Cause sometimes
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| The grass ain’t greener on the other side
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| The other side (ohh, oh, ohh)
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| You know that you can be what you wanna be
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| Don’t let 'em tell you different
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| Don’t let 'em tell you different |