| All my life,
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| Ones say they love you, wanna make you cry
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| Say never leave you, o-oh how they fly
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| Gave up my loyalty and paid the price
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| Got me asking why these people wrong you, but you done them right
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| They giving up and all you do is fight
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| You sacrificing, you would even die
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| And I thank God for never leaving me alone even when I’m on my own
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| Won’t break, I’m standing strong
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| And I thank God for showing the road to go
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| When I’m weak and feeling low, built tough, but never show
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| Sorry, Ms. Jackson, I hate to call in this fashion
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| I understand it’s late and you work harder than average
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| Plus I’m knowing that you and your son have been clashing
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| But Keenon called and told me to tell you what happened
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| He hit a lick with his homies, his homies switched it on him
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| They spent the money, he got greedy and put the pistol on him
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| Shots fired from both sides, but nobody died
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| I thank God he survived and got out alive
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| But this gon' hurt you to hear
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| Keenon went to jail, might be facing some years
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| Police say it’s evidence he broke into someone’s residence
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| The neighbors say they witnessed it and plus they found fingerprints
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| They say the bail like 50 thou
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| But it’s gon' be like 5 thousand to get him out
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| Man, I told him not to fuck with them niggas
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| I’m sorry, I don’t mean to curse, but I just never trust 'em at all
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| And he up in the pound, my dawg
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| And his girl ain’t accepting his call
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| Can’t let him fight the charge in his cell, he didn’t bail on me
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| I got 2, we just need the other 3, fight the case on his feet |