| Check Yo Self
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| (Hook)
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| When you was broke, you was in my face crying for help
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| Now you got a little change, and you smelling yourself
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| When will you learn that friendship is better than wealth
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| You need to realize and check yourself
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| (Verse)
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| Friends turn foes, niggas turn hoes and no one knows
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| The cons and pros, of how this game goes
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| I was told, the world is cold and I’m getting old
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| And I also have a son to mold
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| I was there for you, always took care of you
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| I grinded for two, and that’s how I fit your groove
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| I bust for you, put all my trust in you
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| And what you do, turn your back on your whole crew
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| I shoulda knew, you changed when you hit that lick
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| You own a brick, and now you thinking you the shit
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| I must admit, them cats that you fucking with
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| They out to get, and you the flunky that they pit
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| You copped a Benz, S Class with blue lens
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| Got money to spend, also got money to lend
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| From boys to men, you were my next of kin
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| The best of friends, when you didn’t have no ends
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| (Repeat Hook 2x)
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| (Verse)
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| Now thangs done changed, you done knocked off a Range
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| And made a little change, but you ain’t on your game
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| Your name starting to rain, your spot’s off the chain
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| The block is in flames, you hotter than Lil' Wayne
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| I hear you snorting cain, got niggas sporting your chain
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| They feel you so lame, they stole your pinky ring
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| They winning on your stains, you ain’t on your game
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| Now you feeling the pain, and you’re the one to blame
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| The laws looking for you, they questioned your crew
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| They questioned your boo, now they coming for you
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| They kicked in your do', and found all your snow
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| Your boys set you up, like Johnny Depp in Blow
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| You got nowhere to go, your cash flow is low
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| Guess who you looking fo', you at my front do'
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| Now that goes to show, when you get a little dough
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| Don’t burn your bridges, and start acting like a hoe
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| (Repeat Hook 2x)
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| (Verse)
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| Now you needing me, begging and pleading me
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| Them fake tears ain’t deceiving me
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| But I’m real, so here’s a fee, the key to the V
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| So you best hurry up, and flee
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| Its sad that you couldn’t see, that you and me
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| Were destiny, till we D-I-E
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| The P-O-L-I-C-E, they watching me
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| Caause they know how tight, we used to be
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| They got you for conspiracy
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| I tried to tell you, but your ass wasn’t feeling me
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| You was blind but now you see, the face of the judge
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| And he won’t budge, and giving you the third degree
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| You begging please, in the courtroom looking at me
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| But too bad G, I’m not the jury
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| You headed to jail, your life is a living hell
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| No money for bail, oh wellllllll
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| (Repeat Hook 2x) |