| I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like
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| Me and my haters is literally Siamese
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| I can define me but if I let my friends do it
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| They’d tell you I’m some bipolar, hard drug user
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| The J gets smaller, I’m loving my zone
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| Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I’m alone
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| A long way from normal, I try to keep it cordial
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| I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring
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| Shout out to my nigga, it’s now for a nigga
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| Know some niggas back home ain’t proud of a nigga
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| They don’t see my vision, grown man mission
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| They all see my life from a childish position
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| I’m the mouth of the District, nobody work harder
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| My heart is in the monuments, saliva’s is in the harbor
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| So tell me all my followers, am I wrong for barking?
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| Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college?
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| At least I’d be stable, yeah, slightly less popular
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| But wouldn’t be the topic of my few friends talking
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| A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
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| I do self evaluate, yeah, I know I’ve got some problems
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| Can’t change who I am, I just try to get better
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| So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that
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| And you all will respect that
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| Yeah
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| You always say you wasn’t ready for no man
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| But I wasn’t having that, I gave you everything I had
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| Now everything I had are the very things you have
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| Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs
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| Where your whereabouts baby? |
| I care about you lady
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| And I bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting
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| And I ain’t never plan to be famous
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| So I’m a take that rubber off, I wouldn’t mind having babies
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| With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
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| Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that
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| Look me in my eyes, say if you take it I’m a give it
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| And if I give it to you, don’t you treat me like them bitches
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| Please Wale, she used to call me 'Le
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| One day she called me early, to tell me that she late
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| Fuck you mean?
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| See my hands start to shake
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| I ain’t looking in her eyes but her face
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| Cause tears falling down make me ache
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| We should just ignore it, you know we can’t afford it
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| She said I cannot believe that you say we should abort it
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| I will not support it, what happened to you courting?
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| And I ain’t want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it
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| You just had to force it, you had to keep going
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| Now that little pre cum gone be having me swollen
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| As we go forward, I came back from touring
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| The DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend
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| Smiles and handshakes everywhere I go
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| Girlfriends, groupies, then I’m all alone
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| So confused, these strange relationships
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| I think I’ve got some enemies disguised as friends |