| Down, I love, yeah
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| Was it you that learned how to love
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| Ohh, was it you that, ohh
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| Momma said, «You better learn how to love»
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| I broke her heart and she ran out of love
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| I got some demons, hope she pray for us
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| I swear, I been through shit, I cannot make it up
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| I been feelin' pain, I think I’m going numb
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| Rollin' with my set, watch me throw it up
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| Popped a Percocet, it got me throwin' up
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| Niggas talkin' down, then it’s goin' up
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| Niggas said they hate me, I don’t like you neither
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| Made myself a boss and I employ my people
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| I been on some bigger shit, boy, we was never equal
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| I’m rollin' up some different shit and pour fours in my liter
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| In the streets, I’m knee deep
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| I’m actin' good, callin', say she need me
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| I’m from the hood, shawty, I just need peace
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| And I can’t feel that nigga 'cause he bleed like we bleed
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| Why these niggas think we owe motherfuckers?
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| Where was you when I was 'lone motherfucker?
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| In my pocket, a bunch of old motherfuckers
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| Had to whip it on the stove, motherfucker
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| Ever run up on me, you a bold motherfucker
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| Momma said, «You better learn how to love»
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| I broke her heart and she ran out of love
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| I got some demons, hope she pray for us
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| I swear, I been through shit, I cannot make it up
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| I been feelin' pain, I think I’m going numb
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| Rollin' with my set, watch me throw it up
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| Popped a Percocet, it got me throwin' up
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| Niggas talkin' down, then it’s goin' up |