| If I say how I feel, you should really listen
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| If you was all mine, I’d be all in
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| Came up outta that dirt pile, now I’m ballin'
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| And I don’t need no church when I’m heaven-sent
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| Hope God put loyalty in all my friends
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| 'Cause Lord knows I got they back to the end
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| Right now I’m recordin' with the mic' sittin' in my hand
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| I wish Three was on my left, where my styrofoam is
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| Got up out of Cypress, went to the Woodlands, got a safe room in my crib
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| Ain’t no tellin' when I’ma have to use it, we all know how I live
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| Keepin' my gun everywhere I go, we all know I’m still here
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| Question my girl but love her strong, we all know how that is
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| Prayin' for my daddy to come home, pray he get an appeal
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| Hope he come take me away, keep me from off of these pills
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| And come get me from off of this drank before my kidney say, «Fail»
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| Tell my son it made me calm, I don’t know what I’m doin'
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| Tell my girl these hoes can’t make me cum, I only want her to do it
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| Ten lines straight, goin' on ten days, my body ain’t got no fluid
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| Please, oh, please don’t die tryin', on the real
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| All alone, stalks and the shottas are unjudgemental
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| It ain’t too far, right by the M up where they left my nigga
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| Won’t be that long, yeah, it’ll be a while
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| 'Til my love life right again, killas on side again
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| Butterflies, paradise, them bullets left out the wind
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| If I say how I feel, you should really listen
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| If you was all mine, I’d be all in
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| If I took the clean route, bank accounts got cleaned out
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| We would still be at war, ridin' with the mobs, tryna wipe the block down
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| .50 rounds at the bottom of that Glock, stealin' from mom’s house
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| Steady screamin', «Gang life,"know my time comin' 'round
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| If I say how I feel, you should really listen
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| If you was all mine, I’d be all in
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| If I say how I feel, you should really listen
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| If you was all mine, I’d be all in
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| (OneHunnid on the beat)
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| (Goddamn, BJ made another one) |