| Uh, I got an auntie who be raisin' her daughters kids
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| She’s forty-six, one is one, one is two, others four and six
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| Baby dad ain’t really with that supportive shit
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| I come to town iced-out with the foreign drip
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| I got another cousin she the same age as me
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| Our lifestyles completely different and basically
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| Her baby dad beat her ass, what I hate to see
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| Her black eye as I cry, that’s a daily thing
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| And here I am chasin' dreams
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| Ignorant with bliss, worryin' about plays and streams
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| The crazy part is, they don’t even say a thing
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| They don’t want me to worry, just go and make that cream
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| I got an aunt with a cheatin' husband
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| Always knew he bogus
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| Used to wear turtlenecks and some Louis loafers
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| Comin' home to family struggles got me losin' focus
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| I don’t know how else to deal so it’s truly known
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| I got a brother out there who like five years old
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| I don’t know why daddy try to hide your soul
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| No blood test needed 'cause it just might be
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| Seen the picture lil man lookin' just like me
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| It be the ones that’s closest
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| That go through the motions
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| Maybe it’s me that’s been selfish
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| Don’t know why I can’t help it
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| And it’s been hard for me
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| To see what you been goin' through, it’s tirin'
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| 'Cause you’ve been sufferin'
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| You’ve been sufferin'
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| No more sufferin' in silence
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| And they don’t even ask for shit
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| When I was broke, grandma MoneyGram’d me cash and shit
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| And she wasn’t even the one that was havin' it
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| Family be matterin' most but is a catalyst
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| I got another cousin buggin' who addicted to Xans
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| Said it was her substitute for never gettin' a man
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| Said we all need love only if it’s in the plan
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| Forced love the worst love, throw that shit in the can
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| I got a auntie who a prositute, that hurt my soul
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| Promise you sellin' yo' body ain’t worth that gold
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| Reverse that role, you don’t gotta swerve that road
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| Searching for the answers, I don’t wanna search that low
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| 'Cause I done been through a lot, my family goes through worse
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| Cryin' on this airplane how I wrote this verse
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| They be sufferin' in silence, they don’t tell me a thing
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| All they tell me is, «Nigga, go excel in your dreams»
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| It be the ones that’s closest
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| That go through the motions
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| Maybe it’s me that’s been selfish
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| Don’t know why I can’t help it
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| And it’s been hard for me
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| To see what you been goin' through, it’s tirin'
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| 'Cause you’ve been sufferin'
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| Been sufferin'
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| No more sufferin' in silence
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| It be the ones that’s closest
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| That go through the motions
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| Maybe it’s me that’s been selfish
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| Don’t know why I can’t help it
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| And it’s been hard for me
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| To see what you been goin' through, it’s tirin'
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| You’ve been sufferin'
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| Been sufferin'
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| No more sufferin' in silence |