| Flocka
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| Yea, crazy man
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe uh
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| Who to believe uh, who to believe uh
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| I’ve been going through so much
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| Who-who to believe?
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| My partner got murdered, friends turned to phony
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| Next door neighbors tryna put the people on me
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| Life’s a bitch, I see a brother there creepin' on me
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| And I write it on me, why’s these labels tryna clone me?
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| And I write it on me, and I write it on me
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| And I write it on me, why’s these labels tryna clone me?
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| And I write it on me, and I write it on me
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| And I write it on me, why’s these labels tryna clone me?
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| My partner got murdered, friends turned to phony
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| Next door neighbors tryna put the people on me
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| Life’s a bitch, I see a brother there creepin' on me
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| And I write it on me, why’s these labels tryna clone me?
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| Count my days in blessings, though every mistake made was a life learned lesson
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| Swear I ain’t flexin'
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| Police pulls us over cause the color, I can play shit
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| Then I have style, now we singin' on tours
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| Me against the world so I’m voicin' my pain get
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| Did I forget to mention how they stole my mom the credit?
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| And I blew prank, gave it to another
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| Leffers on stock, yea we fucked up
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| Damn.
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| December 16, a part of me died
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| Part of me stayed strong but a part of me cried
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| Pardon me on this song while I’m spillin' my pain
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| Or pardon me getting weed when they mention your name
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| It go RIP Slim D (who?) say it
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| Your life over envy
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| A lot of snakes in the ground, Lord protect me
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| When I make it to the gates don’t reject me
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| I’ve been going through it, don’t know, don’t know when it’s months
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| So I just sip a little and the blunt burn
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| Everything I do, I do it for my family
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| And my heart too big, that family, family
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe uh
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| I’ve been going through so much, I’ve been thinking 'bout so much
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| I don’t know who to trust or who to believe uh
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| Got my friends, got my fans and my family
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| I’m a ride it to the end and no feelin' weak
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| My partner got murdered, friends turned to phony
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| Next door neighbors tryna put the people on me
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| I wish I could fly away
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| I wish I could fly away
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| I wish I could fly away |