| Nice guy back again
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| Always coming with a smile on my face
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| I used to pass CDs out at school
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| Go to the bathroom and then find them in the waste
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| You couldn’t walk a mile in my pace
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| You couldn’t live in an hour in my space
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| I was helping mom pay for college
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| Raised my lil bro and put flowers in the vase
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| Goddamn, how can you hate on me doin' me?
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| How could you foolishly call me a faggot
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| Not knowing what that shit could do to me?
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| How could you threaten my life on the internet
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| Talk about stabbing and shooting me?
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| When I had some niggas and they would pour lighter fluid
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| On my back and jump me back in 2003
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| I threw punches to leave
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| You don’t wanna see me mad
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| You don’t wanna see me spaz
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| You don’t wanna see me glad
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| You don’t wanna see me laugh
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| You don’t wanna know my past
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| You don’t wanna know my thoughts
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| They don’t know who I am
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| Only picking out my flaws
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| You don’t wanna see me mad
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| You don’t wanna see me spaz
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| You don’t wanna see me glad
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| You don’t wanna see me laugh
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| You don’t wanna know my past
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| You don’t wanna know my thoughts
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| They don’t know who I am
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| Only picking out my flaws
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| I was getting suspended for fucking up any kid
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| That call me a nigga because I was raised in a racist home
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| My grandmother was white, when I was born, she wouldn’t claim me
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| She would babysit, but never admit that I was her own
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| Until she got to know me, she fell in love with a boy
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| And she help develop a man, I’m wishing she could see me grow
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| She used to call me every morning and talk about the same thing
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| I still haven’t deleted Grandmama from my phone, Goddamn!
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| Living my happiest moments
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| I ain’t signed cause these raps, I should own’em
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| That makes sense cause I actually wrote them
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| This crap I devoted, I latched with emotions
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| That passion is quoted on tattoes and posts that I see in your socials
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| I’m trapped in the moment
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| How fast is the vocal, I’d snap at a moments notice
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| Know it’s getting cash, you should trash the diploma
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| You don’t wanna see me in my dark side
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| I left all that shit in my archives
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| If you coming at the team or the fam
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| Then I swing as hard as I can like I’m on a hard vibe
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| Work hard, never part time
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| I treat everybody how I think that they should treat me
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| So treat everybody how you think they should treat you
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| Cause you never know who might still pack heat -(Gunshot) —
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| You don’t wanna see me mad
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| You don’t wanna see me spaz
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| You don’t wanna see me glad
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| You don’t wanna see me laugh
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| You don’t wanna know my past
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| You don’t wanna know my thoughts
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| They don’t know who I am
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| Only picking out my flaws
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| You don’t wanna see me mad
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| You don’t wanna see me spaz
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| You don’t wanna see me glad
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| You don’t wanna see me laugh
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| You don’t wanna know my past
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| You don’t wanna know my thoughts
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| They don’t know who I am
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| Only picking out my flaws |