| I’ll tell you what
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| Yeah, it feels shit to be lonely
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| But I ain’t gonna sit here like a bitch
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| Getting bitchy and moany
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| Old letter from Jimmy sitting here
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| Little script that he wrote me
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| That’s arriving from my mum
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| Little treat that she showed me
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| Man’s stressed from the streets
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| Yeah, this shit nearly broke me
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| 'Nuff time I dodged bullets like
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| Man, that shit nearly wrote me
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| Think it was a Carlton or Nux
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| Or shit, was it OP?
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| Shit wasn’t okey or dokey
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| But got the bitch nigga roasted
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| Mums crying for their sons
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| Man, shit’s been emotional
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| Amount of niggas that I lost to the game
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| So I sips on the potion
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| Chilling on the block
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| And there’s a pistol approaching
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| Then a nigga rolls up
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| And man slips cause he’s open
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| Back then, I was low
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| Just literally coping
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| That’s when the devil rose up
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| Triple six with his omen
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| I won’t lie
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| Fam, I’ve slipped and I’ve known him
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| I got sick, man was rolling
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| I got gripped in the moment
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| Nasty niggas, ask them niggas
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| Masked up niggas is disturbing
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| Bastard niggas, won’t put it past them niggas
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| Half them niggas is just murdering
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| It’s kinda hard for niggas
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| Raise a glass for niggas that got birded
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| Look fast at niggas, they gave a pass to niggas
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| So when I pass them niggas, I’m just swerving
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| Nasty niggas
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| Masked up niggas is disturbing
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| Bastard niggas
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| Half them niggas is just murdering
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| It’s kinda hard for niggas
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| Raise a glass for niggas that got birded
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| Look fast at niggas, they gave a pass to niggas
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| So when I pass them niggas, I’m just swerving
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| So we’re sat at the meanest table
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| Right at where the meal is
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| I look back, think I saw this angel
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| I look back where the gleam is
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| This extension wasn’t my intention
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| My intention’s the cleanest
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| Man had to mention the realest intervention
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| So pay attention to genius
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| Roll with the greaziest
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| Fuck demons, cause I’m back with my Jesus
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| Yeah, I’m back with my Jesus
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| Album, cause rap really needs this
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| And is that really how man’s sounding?
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| And is that what the deal is?
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| I had my baby mum stressed
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| I put my mum through a nightmare
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| But now she don’t check the news
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| Because her son wasn’t out there
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| No, her son wasn’t out there, no
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| I’m in the house with some houseware
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| Big hand full of green
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| I’ve got that Oscar the Grouch here
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| Let God be my witness
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| Every day I read my psalms
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| And asking God for forgiveness
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| I’m looking round like «wow
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| God really did this»
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| I pushed the bullshit aside
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| And then I got with the business
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| Nasty niggas, ask them niggas
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| Masked up niggas is disturbing
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| Bastard niggas, won’t put it past them niggas
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| Half them niggas is just murdering
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| It’s kinda hard for niggas
|
| Raise a glass for niggas that got birded
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| Look fast at niggas, they gave a pass to niggas
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| So when I pass them niggas, I’m just swerving
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| Nasty niggas
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| Masked up niggas is disturbing
|
| Bastard niggas
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| Half them niggas is just murdering
|
| It’s kinda hard for niggas
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| Raise a glass for niggas that got birded
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| Look fast at niggas, they gave a pass to niggas
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| So when I pass them niggas, I’m just swerving |