| This goes out to my homegirls
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| This goes out to my homies
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| Baby girl, I know that you’ve been off track
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| You feel like taking one step forward, taking two back
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| No matter how hard you try, things always go bad
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| The thought of a better life, you’ll never know that
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| You smile on the out, but inside you hurt
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| You say that you’re fine, but you feel unsure
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| Try to replace the pain by saying false words
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| You see that girl in the mirror but don’t know her
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| But the tears can’t wash away
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| All the fears you haven’t faced
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| Baby girl, don’t lose your faith
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| 'Cause the storm don’t last always
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| This goes out to my homegirls
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| Know it’s hard to make it in this world
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| I know you try
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| And it feels like
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| Nothing goes right
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| But it’ll be alright
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| This goes out to my homies
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| Tryna survive out in these streets
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| I know it’s tough
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| Forced to grow up
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| Life is messed up
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| But keep ya head up
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| Baby boy, the streets, it’s all that you know
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| You dream of a higher place, but you stay low
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| And when you go home and mad and you’re all alone
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| Wanna call out to your boys (but they’re all gone)
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| You tell yourself (that you don’t need)
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| No one else (but if only)
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| You would try (won't give no need)
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| Won’t have to hide (what you’re feeling)
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| But the tears can’t wash away
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| All the fears you haven’t faced
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| Baby boy, don’t lose your faith
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| 'Cause the storm don’t last always
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| This goes out to my homies
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| Tryna survive out in these streets
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| I know it’s tough
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| Forced to grow up
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| Life is messed up
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| But keep ya head up
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| This goes out to my homegirls
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| Know it’s hard to make it in this world
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| I know you try
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| And it feels like
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| Nothing goes right
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| But it’ll be alright
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| Baby girl, keep your head up
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| Promise me you’ll never give up
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Baby boy, keep your head up
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| Promise me you’ll never give up
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| This goes out to my homegirls
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| Know it’s hard to make it in this world
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| I know you try
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| And it feels like
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| Nothing goes right
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| But it’ll be alright
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| This goes out to my homies
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| Tryna survive out in these streets
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| I know it’s tough
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| Forced to grow up
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| Life is messed up
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| But keep ya head up |