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******[intro] |
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(im working on dying) |
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said you belong to the streets but the streets belong to me |
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its like home to me (she belongs to the streets) |
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its like home to me |
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i tatted your passport up |
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now its lookin like a arm sleeve |
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just know that was all me |
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[verse 1] |
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and when you see chanel, i wish thats how you saw me |
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that shit you tell chanel, i wish thats how you called me |
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that raw shit, that honesty, yeah |
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you know i love you more than all them niggas put together |
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and its a lot of niggas trust, i put the list together |
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and its a lot just to assume were meant to be together |
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you gotta live that shit for real, you cant just say whatever |
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you could never tell nobody that you held me down |
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if it was ride or die then you shouldve been dead right now |
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[chorus] |
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so i dont get how youre yelling at me |
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how much i gotta spend for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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how deep i gotta dig for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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all the things ive done up until right now (right now) |
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i need a thousand pages just to write it down (write it down) |
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writing down these feelings, its been overdue (overdue) |
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dont know how many pens its gonna take to get over you |
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how much i gotta pen for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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how deep i gotta dig for you to pipe down? |
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[verse 2] |
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tried to run it back a hundred times |
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the world is yours, but the citys mine |
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i cant believe you put it on your mothers life |
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i cant believe you told me it was ride or die |
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cause youre not here, somehow youre still alive |
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true enough i know you from the other side |
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i set my expectations way too high |
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yeah, and i would listen to the lies that you would tell all night |
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angel eyes, but youve been giving me hell all night |
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i know the book that you would write is a tell-some, not a tell-all |
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just to make sure you well off, you would sell all rights |
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why does your ex think we beefin, is that man alright? |
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that nigga cant even look at me, he fell off twice |
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and im back poppin, i still remember the day i saw you |
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i was on your ass like back pockets |
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niggas love to hate, but what is that stopping? |
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so much shit i wanted to say, straight to your face |
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cause youre so two-faced, that i dont know which face |
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youre the reason well be going separate ways |
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youre the reason we cannot communicate |
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its not the things you say, its what you dont say |
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im not in your way, youre in your own way |
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[chorus] |
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so i dont get how youre yelling at me |
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how much i gotta spend for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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how deep i gotta dig for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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all the things ive done up until right now (right now) |
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i need a thousand pages just to write it down (write it down) |
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writing down these feelings, its been overdue (overdue) |
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dont know how many pens its gonna take to get over you |
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how much i gotta pen for you to pipe down? (pipe down) |
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how deep i gotta dig for you to pipe down? |
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[outro] |
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baby, pipe down |
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ooh, ooh, ooh |