| Time to face my fears
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| Don’t wanna hurt no more
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| They say time heals pain
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| What we waiting for
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| My brother went and fought trials
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| Took it toe to toe
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| And the park at 2 o clock in the
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| Morning
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| Tryna find my past
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| So many thing I ain’t have
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| I’m from the bottom
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| I was on the block under the street lights
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| With all the Youngin’s we were grinding all nite
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| We grew up wrong thinking we were living right
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| This life is do or die prepare for the light
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| Hold my right clear out my left hand
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| Hit with the Glock so bought a FN
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| Cover up my tracks ain’t no lose ends
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| Anti social ain’t no new friends
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| Tell her how it is so U can feel where I’m coming from
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| Ain’t stepping down to no nigga
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| I stand on business before I fall for nun
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| U ain’t no killer boy you far from one
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| Who making shit disappear
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| Man that coco son
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| Walk around at its finest
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| They steady search for evidence I told them find it
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| Money the rule of all evil
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| But that don’t teach that to the people
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| Yo dawg a kill you if he need too
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| They gave him life when he pleaded
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| Time to face my fears
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| Don’t wanna hurt no more
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| They say time heals pain
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| What we waiting for
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| My brother went and fought trials
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| Took it toe to toe
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| And the park at 2 o clock in the
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| Morning
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| Tryna find my past
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| So many thing I ain’t have
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| I’m from the bottom
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| I was on the block under the street lights
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| With all the Youngin’s we were grinding all nite
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| We grew up wrong thinking we were living right
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| This life is do or die prepare for the light
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| Nigga gone die
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| Nigga hit the whip on both sides
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| Miss all them other shots
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| You can stay with me and you gone go out
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| We can catch you with that hoe and we gone take yo bro out
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| Shit just don’t make sense to me
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| Ain’t worry bout a dollar for sure
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| Believe me I got you for sure
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| That’s just me
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| They was fucking with me before
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| So ion to much answer the phone
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| Rocking designer head to toe
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| Remember I ain’t have no home
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| No question imma blow my shit that’s for sure
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| Don’t know why they look up to me
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| Flex on my friends I got over it
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| Time to face my fears
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| Don’t wanna hurt no more
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| They say time heals pain
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| What we waiting for
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| My brother went and fought trials
|
| Took it toe to toe
|
| And the park at 2 o clock in the
|
| Morning
|
| Tryna find my past
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| So many thing I ain’t have
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| I’m from the bottom
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| I was on the block under the street lights
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| With all the Youngin’s we were grinding all nite
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| We grew up wrong thinking we were living right
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| This life is do or die prepare for the light |