| You know what it is
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| You know how we hittin'
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| Just know that we alright
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| Just know that we alright
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| Tatted your name
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| Now I do know who you is
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| If I had to I would do it again
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| My partner died but on my arm he still lives
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| I wear my heart on my skin
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| Can’t forget where I been
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| On my back and all
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| You see how far I come
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| I’m out here going hard
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| My nigga fuck with' ya’ll
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| What we doin', pay attention
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| Whenever you talk to me, I would always listen
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| Never nothing wrong, it was always beneficial
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| Entertainment realm get so superficial
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| I was built for that pressure, I forgive you
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| All praise be to God, I’m official
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| In the game going hard, I been misused
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| Fucked up in the brain, got some issues
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| Ice box where my heart used to be
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| Eskimo city, no feelings, I’ma igloo
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| Know I’m way farther
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| Than you thought I would be
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| Ball 'til we fall, one call come and get you
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| Got the bread dropped off when the rent due
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| Hope you got that new car, that I sent you
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| If you didn’t baby please forgive me
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| 'Cause I don’t give a fuck if you don’t
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| Tatted your name
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| Now I do know who you is
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| If I had to I would do it again
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| My partner died but on my arm he still lives
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| I wear my heart on my skin
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| Can’t forget where I been
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| On my back and all
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| You see how far I come
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| I’m out here going hard
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| My nigga fuck with' ya’ll
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| Handle business how I handle business
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| Violate, you gotta get the business
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| I went to leave, I had a different vision
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| Bad bitches wasn’t tryna listen
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| I was fucking on coaching, off concord in an apartment
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| And rebels tryna get my caught in
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| Lil Easy talkin' we’re in the park lane
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| Phil never jacked me, what you talkin' 'bout
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| Bought a two and a quarter, in the middle of drought
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| And lost fourteen grams and he swap me out
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| Ain’t nothing else to really talk about
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| I’m the one you get the green from
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| I used to front it when you need somethin'
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| I move bail, fat lips and leeches
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| Used to come and get the lean from
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| I remember when being a stand-up guy
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| Used to mean somethin'
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| Now it means nothing
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| Tatted your name
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| Now I do know who you is
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| If I had to I would do it again
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| My partner died but on my arm he still lives
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| I wear my heart on my skin
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| Can’t forget where I been
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| On my back and all
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| You see how far I come
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| You gave me scars
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| Beautiful scars
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| I’m out here going hard
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| My nigga fuck with' ya’ll |