| It’s been ñana's, my nigga
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| The block probably was my first love
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| Crazy when it don’t love you back though
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| Uncommon
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| The quarter back and the hudder, well call that audibles
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| We all been through the struggle, I shine for all of us
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| My nigga left and their sister, man never calling much
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| Serving life in that prison till God call 'em up
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| On jumpsuit grace like it’s comp full
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| Write her name on the visit sheet, she never come through
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| Till the death do us part, that’s what they though
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| Woulda been scot free, told the squad
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| If you’re talking respect then you earn the upmost
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| First they love you then hate you
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| Man, where’d the love go?
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| Life lessons, they tell us to count our blessings
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| Ain’t life a bitch when I’m fucking her mad aggressive?
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| Try college, them make it the first semester
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| They tell me follow my heart, some shit should never quest it
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| Drug charge, I got a stain on my record
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| If you talking 'bout chatter then pay me extra
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| Uncommon
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| First they love you then hate you
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| Man, where’d the love go?
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| I guess they don’t love me no more
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| I’m uncommon
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| First they love you then hate you
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| Man, where’d the love go?
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| Tears in his eyes, she threw just the finger
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| Mama did what she could, stand up, cold planet
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| Selling all of your dope got us all dance
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| From a section where niggas’ll test your gangsta
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| Her IP’s your magnite my motivation
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| In the ghetto, the blood stain on the pavement
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| 9 race for a 9 piece, they don’t know the language
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| It’s alright man, they hate when you wanna roll the greatness
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| Like Shaq and Kobe, yeah, old three lakers
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| Never selling my soul just want my 40 acres
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| The boy flow honking like his belly aching
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| Now we driving foreigns to our destination
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| They tell me I’m the one like I’m Tracy McGrady
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| We all had hustle just had like a physication
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| Fell in love with Mary Jane, thats for half of my lady
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| Tryna throw my dog a bag like I’m Tom Brady
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| First they love you then hate you
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| Man, where’d the love go?
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| I guess they don’t love me no more
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| I’m uncommon
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| First they love you then hate you
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| Man, where’d the love go? |