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I been trying to revaluate decisions
I been really trying to focus on my vision
I been struggling fighting with my commitment
So I'm writing all these bars hoping you listen
I put this pencil to this paper and get busy
And I don’t give a fuck about what a n***a gone say
I'm still gone smoke a pound a day anyways
And if they hating middle finger to they face
A young rose he done grew up from the pavement
It's been a couple months since I made a payment
I fell in love with a few bitches over fake shit
Hey come to find out shawty got me on her playlist
She said she love me it sounded like some cliche shit
These n***as rap about the same shit, CLICHE SHIT
They wanna hang with us but nah we ain’t basic
Hey let the base in
Home run base hit
Took the back streets because the main streets was dangerous
Granny told me down south the back streets was dangerous
"Devils use to aim at us"
Lucie(fer) put the blame on us
Lucie(fer) laced the angel dust
Lucie(fer) in my song because she always trying to fuck it up
Bitches hear my song and wanna fuk it up
If she got a attitude I tell her suck it up
Is you strong enough? This weed I'm smoking is it loud enough? Is you proud enough? Daddy wasn't round I know he mad as fuck
Grabbed my book bag and road the back o'the bus
Took me to a place where mothafuckas didn't give a fuck
Police tried to lock me up eating at the taco truck
Hatters tried to beat me up I can't even just make this up

Hey tell me why, tell me why

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