| You ever felt like…
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| (Two four)
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| You couldn’t trust anyone
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| From your friends
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| To your man
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| (My nigga Two Four the dopest, the others niggas basic)
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| And everyone in between
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| I told God the other day that I was struggling with my life
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| My blessings on the way but it ain’t gon' happen overnight
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| I’m praying on my knees
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| I’m asking, «God, please»
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| I ain’t Dr. King but I’ve been working on my dream
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| Look, can’t pick up the phone 'cause ain’t nobody understandin' me
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| Niggas snake you out, then come around like they’re your family
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| People throwin' stones
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| Forgive 'em for their wrongs
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| I picked up every brick and built this shit right up on my own
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| Faith was on the ground, I had to go and pick it up
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| They tell me that I’m great even though my best is yet to come
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| I’m right between my goals
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| And I put that on my soul
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| I’ma give these niggas heat even though they left me in that cold, huh
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| Tink G, she’s a motherfucking general
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| I don’t keep up with bitches or they subliminals
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| Lord knows it’s enough up on my plate
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| Making sure everybody straight, yeah
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| Stabbed in the back, I ain’t even tryna cap right now (I ain’t tryna cap right
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| now)
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| There’s some people that I love that I no longer trust
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| (People that I love that I no longer trust)
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| I’ve been up and I’ve been down
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| Can’t let the fake come around
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| There’s some people that I love that I no longer trust
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| (People that I love that I no longer trust)
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| I’m having thoughts up in my head
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| Like I don’t know who really for me
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| Trusted in my man and now he out here moving funny
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| Questioning my friends, is you with me or against?
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| I ain’t work this hard just to turn around and quit
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| God showed me the way and that got me feelin' spiritual
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| Don’t know how we made it but this shit look like a miracle
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| Flyin' in this ride, angel on my side
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| .40 on my waist, it’s just in case a nigga try
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| I deal with paranoia and I ain’t talkin' 'bout a ghost
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| If I die today, you know just how this shit would go
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| Made it out the hood, now they plottin' on my head
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| Fucked up part about it, they don’t love you 'til you’re dead
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| I keep it lowkey 'cause these niggas wanna finish me (Oh, yeah)
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| I can’t even tell if we friends or we enemies
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| People change all 'a suddenly
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| I pray to God that they cover me (I pray to God, yeah)
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| Stabbed in the back
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| I ain’t even tryna cap right now (Tryna cap right now)
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| There’s some people that I love
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| That I no longer trust (People that I love, that I no longer trust)
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| I’ve been up and I’ve been down (Up and down)
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| Can’t let the fake come around
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| There’s some people that I love
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| That I no longer trust (People that I love, trust)
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| I’ve seen friends turned enemies
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| Men I loved turned strangers
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| But I know
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| I hold my head
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| I gotta push forward
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| Stay real |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stabbed In The Back, artist - Tink. Album song Voicemails, in the genre Соул