| GOOD out now
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| It’s on Spinrilla, LiveMixtapes
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| Whatever the fuck you got
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| Aye, from the joy to the pain
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| From the shine to the rain
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| From the top of your soul
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| To the…
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| I’m livin' life like I’m comin' back with a mulligan
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| Double stuffed, stuffin' my cup with enough to kill tigers and bears like
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| Jazmine Sullivan
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| Take a walk in the jungle where we comin' in
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| Where half the niggas can’t pronounce the name of that designer that they
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| covered in
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| Mirror, mirror, mirror, tell me why you so speechless
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| I wanna know why we exhibit the most childish of features
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| You know our thoughts can be the livest of speakers
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| If ribs a cage, it’s cause our hearts can swim and fly amongst the wildest of
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| creatures
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| I digress
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| Sometimes alone I sit and stare at the ceiling
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| And ask you all the questions that swim around my head when I’m chillin'
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| I ain’t trippin'
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| I know that you won’t clip my wings when I fly
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| 'Cause you ain’t put me here to pay bills and die
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| So fuck they thoughts and opinions
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| I had a vision of the life we deservin'
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| Gotta live my life with a dream so I can die with a purpose
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| We all the same, from the wino to the head of the service
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| But them hospitals walls done heard way more prayers than them churches
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| From the joy to the pain
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| From the shine to the rain
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| From the top of your soul
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| To the back of your brain
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| See, vicious society brings out a different side of me
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| Honestly there’s a dragon trapped underneath all this modesty
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| Mazel Tov to my niggas in poverty
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| Take a ride with me through the slaloms of which has been glorified by society
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| Hustle today in the hopes of a better tomorrows
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| And let my ambitions reflect them sales like
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| Paying up tuition, still tryna jump out this pothole
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| But it’s never ending, I’m scared that you’ll never get it
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| Listen, my mind is on to some shit that I shouldn’t speak on
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| Been dealin' with some things with the visions of a king
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| And the privilege of wings, man the feeling that it brings
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| Every time I drop a track, swear the angels be yellin' «preach on»
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| I got the soul of a hustler, come and fuck with us
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| You can visit my world, see the place that corrupted us
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| I swear it’s crazy 'cause one day I’m Dr. King
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| The next night I hit the club with the bitches from my dreams
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| From the joy to the pain
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| From the shine to the rain
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| From the top of your soul
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| To the back of your brain
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Aye, aye fuck it, I’m just sittin' here reminiscin'
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| But fuck it, prolly trippin' on all this shit I been missin'
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| My lil cousins got older, them niggas probably whippin'
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| Would tell 'em about the world but they really too young to listen
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| Know how we was as kids, so expect it from all the children
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| The lives we leadin' are puzzlin', expect them to want to fit in
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| Niggas makin' a name and I really hope that they get it
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| While women actin' like girls and these girls are actin' like women
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| The friends you had on that stage at ya graduation went missin'
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| Even though they said they’d call you and make it work through the distance
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| But shit you promised the same, so nigga, you ain’t no different
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| Now everybody’s distant
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| And I hate that that’s how it works
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| We never thought it would happen
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| You busy with all this school shit
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| I’m busy with all this rap shit
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| These niggas, they ain’t my niggas
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| The city tryna trap me
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| It gotta be more to life
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| I can’t help but sit and imagine why we here
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| From the joy to the pain
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| From the shine to the rain
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| From the top of your soul
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| To the back of your brain
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I guess that’s why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) |