| Hearts are meant to be broken
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| Rules are meant to be broken
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| No turning back gotta focus
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| & RIP to all my niggas
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| That’s gone several miles away
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| If you need me I’m only 1 call away
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| Wanna see me I’m only 1 call away
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| I’m only 1 call away away away awayyyyy
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| If you need me I’m only 1 call away
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| Wanna see me I’m only 1 call away
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| Only 1 call away away away awayyyy
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| Daddy smoked so the doctors called us crack babies
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| He said i helped him get clean but shit you helped raise me
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| Granny house when we barely had food right
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| Hand me downs when we would get ready for school right
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| Fuck it cuz yall forgot where i came from
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| Wish granny could’ve seen the way we all came up
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| From the hood
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| Food stamps we would hit the store and
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| If you don’t ball then you gotta sell dope
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| And cancer runnin' through my mama but she still smoke
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| My cousin got sentenced to 20 think it’s still hope
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| I shed a tear writing this but i still smile i
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| Ain’t made it yet my sister said she still proud
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| Hearts are meant to be broken
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| Rules are meant to be broken |
| No turning back gotta focus
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| & RIP to all my niggas
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| That’s gone several miles away
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| If you need me I’m only 1 call away
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| Wanna see me I’m only 1 call away
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| I’m only 1 call away away away awayyyyy
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| If you need me I’m only 1 call away
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| Wanna see me I’m only 1 call away
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| Only 1 call away away away awayyyy
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| Ain’t ever had shit and i don’t even want much
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| Cuz ain’t no picket fences where we all came up
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| I made a couple choices felt like i wasn’t ready
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| Prayed for a month straight to let my baby into heaven
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| No tears please don’t want pity or no sorrow
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| Cuz every choice i made make yesterday’s better tomorrows
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| The world on my shoulder still keep my head up
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| Cuz i done did alot of shit but i ain’t never gave up
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| They ask me how i’m strong well i gotta be
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| Told me imma fail well i gotta see
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| Plus Aiden at home and he gotta eat
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| See we done been to the bottom gotta get better
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| Ain’t that why God put rainbows after bad weather
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| Hearts are meant to be broken
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| Rules are meant to be broken
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| No turning back gotta focus
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| & RIP to all my niggas |
| That’s gone several miles away |