| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| I know that I’m not the only one
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| Struggles I done overcome
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| I killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
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| Lay me for a brick layer slangin' weight
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| Fell in love, made a new mistake
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| Baby momma arguin', askin' where was I
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| Instead I ask her «how we do today?»
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| Breakin' through the safe in pin with solid ye
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| I most likely blew through 28
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| Women shady, how come I ain’t choose to hate?
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| Loyal to 'em how come I ain’t see the play?
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| Couldn’t see no wrong in people tryna help 'em
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| Wanna see my youngin’s really eatin'
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| Goaltending, blocking blessings for no reason
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| One bedroom apartment watchin' killer season
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| Had my share, funny tell you while it’s secret
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| People that you love and they not sharin' nothin'
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| See you pockets ugly, won’t reach out for nothin'
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| I can’t wait to catch you bitches out in public
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| Buyin' out the mall, fuck your bitch in front you
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| Okay too aggressive, other women love it
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| I don’t kiss and tell, lot of artists wonder
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| Cut the bra, and punch it longer in her stomach
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| Rough and rugged, took some losses, money doubled
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| Toilet bowl, think it’s shittin' on 'em, fuck it
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| Playin' chance and the bishop on the muscle
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| You would never love me like my daughter love me
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| I can’t be the one you love
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| And I can’t be the one you love
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| Struggles I overcome
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| Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| I know that I’m not the only one
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| I know that I’m not the only one
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| Actors got stripes they ain’t never earned
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| Not a freak for fame, rather wait my turn
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| Say he taddle-tailing put him in the dirt
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| Fuck his family members, they can wear his shirt
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| Every rapper talkin' cookin' dope
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| Flippity flip, break-break your wrist
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| I desire now to be alone, no attention if it’s ignorance
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| To say it frankly, I don’t give a shit
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| Breathin' hard, come on say what’s in your thoughts
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| Somethin' on your mind, I could take it off
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| Money mean nothin', I want my respect
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| Death before dishonor tatted on my flesh
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| Hoes in my clothes, underarms smellin'
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| Million man march this ain’t Malcolm X
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| Welfare, receivin' government assistance
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| Get up out the bed, spend up all they check
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| How you don’t know that, you ain’t never gagged
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| What you mean by ye, talkin' sellin' crack
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| Embalming fluid runs through Montana
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| Thinking going back and peddle weight
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| Pills that Reedy stuck stopping up the Brig
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| Renegade hoes settin' up the trench
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| Junkies usin' H, it’s a better feel
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| I can’t be the one you love
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| And I can’t be the one you love
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| Struggles I overcome
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| Killed that nigga for my dog and now he owe me one
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| I know that I’m not the only one
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| Say you love me, yeah
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| I know that I’m not the only one
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| Ain’t been havin' no dreams
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| Don’t be gettin' no sleep
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| How can someone call me those things
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| They don’t even know me
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| I lost everything I love a week ago
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| Loyalty which probably mean the most
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| Heart played on every time I gave
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| Makin' me afraid of being close
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| Big dog, mouth full of gold
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| Big loud, ounce getting rolled
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| We dive out 20 shows
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| Radio stop playin' songs
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| I ain’t really feel like I was wrong
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| Southside finest get it on
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| Right back grindin', teeth grittin'
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| Ship sinkin', cry about it? |
| No
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| Catch 'em with the lyrics on a whim
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| The one who spoke the laws I am him
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| Started out, we wanted us some ends
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| Late night discussion of a Benz
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| Late night we fussin' bout the rent
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| Eviction notice posted, I ain’t notice
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| Focused tryna get another flip
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| Wasn’t makin' half of what I spent
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| Tee Newman passenger, we lit
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| I just got with Mocha that’s a lick
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| Conversation with the boss man, look
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| We was talkin' signin' him again
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| Women wanna clown in front they friends
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| Like you was not respectin' what it is
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| Listen when I tell you what it is
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| To be around you signin' a consent
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| You know I just got married to your friend
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| I done threw a ring around the dick
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| Diamonds dancin' every time I spit
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| Had to throw some bling up on a bitch
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| Self made stand up guy
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| God first, hands to the sky
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| All I do is ride nigga, yeah
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| I don’t even argue about the bread
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| The money that you owe me, you can have
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| I can’t even see me gettin' mad
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| I can’t even see me goin' backwards
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| Know you wanna see me on my ass
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| Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
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| Swagger matchin', where’d you find that?
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| I just rode a stick with mad air
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| Please me let me enjoy the ride back
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| Please me let me enjoy the ride back
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| Could you please me let me enjoy the ride back?
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| I just rolled a stick with mad air
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| Cuttin' up with Dreka fine ass
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| Swagger matchin', where’d you find that?
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| See I live my life like you know I’m gonna enjoy this bitch cause you never
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| know when this gon' be over.
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| I can’t be the one you love |