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[verse 1] |
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got love for everyone in the business |
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but everyone in my business |
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tell me how should i talk when everyone is a witness |
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and every slur out your mouth can turn into someones sentence |
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that turns into something later, that turns into something vicious |
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and vicious niggas is after your time, turn to your switches |
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your friends swervin your bitches and then burin your bridges |
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you stuck and severed in thoughts, of when its all gonna end |
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when the еnd is harder than thoughts |
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or when it starts, it begins |
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nobody wins whеn the family feud |
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or when the family news turns into something no one from the family choose |
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or when you plan to choose that its a dub for the feat |
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when they playin their move |
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when the plans change and you plan to [?], pannin the views |
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and these r&b singer women, you called all your friends choose |
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kehlani hops on the news like it was something to prove |
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like me and her wasnt cool when i was friends with you for six years |
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plus, plus the crew and we can google picture proof |
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got my phone number too, you coulda called me |
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but you movin like we aint even crew, would you not rather hear my views? |
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we used to phone talk late about exes and all our pools |
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i held your newborn in my arms, tell me how we arent cool |
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instead, you went to twitter shaderoom to focus on your views |
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you was the quickest one to take me off records and set the mood |
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and you got these little garbage artist talkin like they takin me off something |
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thats gon harm me, your label paid me already dude |
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but kk, back to you, let me tell you whos |
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how to move, this is what you do |
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if you wanna take that stance, then thats cool |
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but we gon do this with some rules |
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ayy, jojo, i need you to take notes too |
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dont take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about |
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take me off the original too |
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cause when im scrollin through this spotify playlist |
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see me my name both in yall top five pages |
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it just feels a little unsincere, hmm? |
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or maybe i refuse, am i trippin and confused? |
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yall could have took me off the album but have still have yet to do? |
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nah, maybe its the truth |
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got the numbers and the proof |
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cause with both of yall combined, i gave yall forty million views |
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i cant lose |
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what do you do when your friends lookin at you sideways? |
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i cant even tell em what happened because of my case |
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you cant even trust in nobody cause they might try face |
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all the gs tellin you, og, this isnt my day |
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yall can double hurt me but im fueled by god |
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tellin love and mercy, devil tryna work me |
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but i pop up in the scene, chocolate cart, color hershey |
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its some niggas that i led money to that never imbursed me |
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[pre-chorus] |
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i had many visions of this time, made decisions for the prime |
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future thinkin how im speakin on the past like, "where the time?" |
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once upon a time, was just a kid that lent a rhyme |
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now the fame is bittersweet, i take the cake that come with mine, tory |
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[chorus] |
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is it worth it? |
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when everything thats bittersweet isnt perfect |
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luck can be on the surface |
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and i can see the greatest go away |
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i never meant to break your heart |
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(i never meant to break your heart, no) |
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i never meant to break your heart, no |
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look |
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[verse 2] |
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i know im swingin with the excalibur sword, calibers in the draw |
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caught me a brand new color and the calendars lookin for him |
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my balance fully attended, some [?] |
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my [?], my shower is like the falls |
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im serious |
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mia, must never beef with my peers |
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when niggas careers like the game with the seat with the chairs |
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when the music goes off and youre left sittin, seein whose there |
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yeah, niggas dont even compare |
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it hurt to say them words about roc [?] management |
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this jigga whole career, ive been a fan of it |
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and im pissed about how these niggas handle it |
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i worked for this for years |
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and outta nowhere, here comes jill tryna smear campaign and damage it |
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like she hit me with, "oh well" |
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but i know this so well |
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im colder than a polar bear, [?] in my hotel |
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got thick strippers gettin motor boated in a motel |
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made videos and tmz would paid me just to go sell |
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i dont like to do this, yall just act like i aint human |
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been two months and seein me on memes and i aint suppose to do shit? |
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oh, i get it, yall think im stupid |
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im supposed to lose to these lies |
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tellin rumors and sellin niggas that feudin |
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talkin to goat, never with they chest but all with their throat |
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it like you can only trust these niggas as far as you throw |
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as far as it goes, to check cards in your wallet |
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cause soul still got these bitches tryna sallow me whole |
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you know me, shawty said i cant be cancelled cause im far too handsome |
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i hopped out that yellow lamb, my man start a tantrum |
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the bands fallin over me just like a starvin dancer |
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but take that up with the man who decide to harness answers |
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i know god got me, i know god got me |
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the call frame is two lanes, its a wide body |
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she rather fuck me in a braid but tryna side eye me |
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the flower city niggas with me, homie, why try me? |
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[?] on the weed, still on the speed |
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watch critics create me with zero chill on my feed |
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they never expected me to react actually |
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but fuck it, thats that nigga, im back to bein me |
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but i wonder if well talk again |
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wonder if well run up on [?] at 9:00 at night and take that walk again |
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even if you dont, i still consider you my friend |
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and the greater than it came, still bigger than it is |
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in my darkest days, sittin at the pilla, countin scrilla |
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[?], jacket like tony at the villa |
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not only that im richer than these fuck ass rap niggas, im realer |
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and im down to put that work in until you fill em |
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[pre-chorus] |
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shotta had many visions of this time,made decisions for the prime |
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future thinkin how im speakin on the past like, "where the time?" |
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once upon a time, was just a kid that lent a rhyme |
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now the fame is bittersweet, i take the cake that come with mine, tory |
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[chorus] |
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is it worth it? |
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when everything thats bittersweet isnt perfect |
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luck can be on the surface |
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and i can see the greatest flow away |
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i never meant to break your heart |
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(i never meant to break your heart, no) |
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i never meant to break your heart, no |
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[outro] |
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yo, why yuh come disrespect up mon? |
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oonuh caan jus dance? |