| I know what you go through
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| From me to you, I love you
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| From the n**** to the baller, never satisfied
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| So the money got you doing s**t that’ll f**k up your pride
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| You ain’t a hoe, you just really trying to get by Every day looking up at the sky
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| Sometimes, s**t get so hard
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| It really have you bothered
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| First you sigh, then you cry
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| Up a whole puddle of water
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| Seem like this s**t won’t ever end
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| Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds
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| Waves turn to a hurricane
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| If you see joy, you got to see pain
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| S**t in the world ain’t gonna ever change
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| Even when you die, it’ll be the same
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| Now you due to them circumstances
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| Jars aren’t counted so your forced to dance
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| Hoping and praying for a second chance
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| Just wanna put back on your pants
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| Walk out the club and throw up your hands
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| Tired of being disrespected by her man
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| Think this s**t ain’t right for you
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| N****z been yellin all night for you
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| Got in your mind what’s best for you
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| Walk up to the club to tell them your through
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| She’s stuck off in this little room
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| With nothing left to hold onto
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| Her life is in a little box
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| She’s wondering will it ever stop?
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| The life of a stripper
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| I’m so sick and I’m so tired
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| Of these clubs, I keep crying
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| Every night, I wipe my eyes
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| Cause these years pass me by
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| I give up, I’m all in My whole life is full of sin
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| This road is a dead end
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| I wanna live again
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| From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord
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| No one really enforces that lifes gonna be hard
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| Which is kinda left up to the teachers
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| And the teachers leave it up to the preachers
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| the preachers ain’t fitting to be sure
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| It’s the rappers
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| Sad, ain’t it It’s what this girl ain’t start, pretty fine little woman
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| Going to college, taking off her clothes for money
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| She gotta pay the rent, she got a little girl
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| Her baby daddy ain’t s**t, See what she dealin with?
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| But she gotta hold on (hold on)
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| Wanna leave the club alone (you dead wrong)
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| She gotta pay the bills but in the meantime
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| She like «f**k how she feel"living is real
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| So she back in the club again
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| Taking off her clothes again
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| Going to school, going to work, getting tiring
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| Lack of sleep but baby gotta eat
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| and these shoes on her feet
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| She got a test next week so she stressed
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| Ask god to give her a blessing, send her in the right direction
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| Her parents died when she was eight years old
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| And after that, she felt like she was all alone
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| But she got her grandparents and they raised her well
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| Keep going to school, take care of yourself
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| Getting hard, going to school and work in the club
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| And at the same time looking for love
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| She can’t keep skipping for an occupation
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| In a minute, she’ll be graduating
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| Make her wanna throw up her hands
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| Now she only wanna live again |