| I been counting all my blessings if I die let me go
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| Yeah it’s true that I been stressin' I can’t hide it no more
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| I got way too many question stuck inside of my dome
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| Like is there space for me in heaven I been dying to know
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| Ooh yeah
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| I touch down
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| Come to town
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| Everybody love me now
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| Miss me with them fake hugs
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| You look like a fucking clown
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| Coming up
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| Coming down
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| People love to come around
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| And hit you with them fake hugs
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| Yeah
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| They heard my story
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| Thought I made it up
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| I ain’t never gave a fuck
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| Ever since a shorty grandma told me they gone hate on us
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| Growing up
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| Traumatized
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| Tears inside my momma’s eyes
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| Seen it all
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| Ain’t surprised
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| Wish my grandpa never died
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| Shit
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| But he did and I hate it
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| Until the day we meet again I’m gone be sitting and waiting
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| Sometimes I still see grandma hurtin' know she miss you like crazy
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| Just know that rents paid on the first and she ain’t missin' a payment
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| I been counting all my blessings if I die let me go
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| Yeah it’s true that I been stressin' I can’t hide it no more
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| I got way too many question stuck inside of my dome
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| Like is there space for me in heaven I been dying to know
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| Ooh yeah
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| I touch down
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| Come to town
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| Everybody love me now
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| Miss me with them fake hugs
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| You look like a fucking clown
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| Coming up
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| Coming down
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| People love to come around
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| And hit you with them fake hugs
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| Yeah
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| I done come a long way from sippin 40's at the park
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| Rest In Peace to all the homies it get lonely as a star
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| Had some people change on me that had know me from the start
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| Swear that shit had hurt my heart and you know just who you are
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| If you want the best for me you gone do more than just say it
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| The only time y’all check on me is when we ordering ain’t it
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| They wanna leave the wrest to me because they know I’m gone pay it
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| Man I gave y’all the recipe and yet you still couldn’t make it
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| I been counting all my blessings if I die let me go
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| Yeah it’s true that I been stressin' I can’t hide it no more
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| I got way too many question stuck inside of my dome
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| Like is there space for me in heaven I been dying to know
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| Ooh yeah
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| I touch down
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| Come to town
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| Everybody love me now
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| Miss me with them fake hugs
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| You look like a fucking clown
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| Coming up
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| Coming down
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| People love to come around
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| And hit you with them fake hugs
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| Yeah |