It's not a diss song It's just a real song Feel me? I heard motherf*ckers saying they made Hov Made Hov say, "Okay, so make another Hov." Niggas wasn't playing they day role So we parted ways like Ben and J-Lo I should a been did it, but I been in a daze though I put friends over business end of the day though But when friends, business interests as they go Ain't nothing left to say though I guess we forgot what we came fo' Should a stayed in food and beverage Too much flossing Too much Sam Rothstein I ain't a bitch, but I gotta divorce them Hov have to get the shallow shit up off him And I ain't even want to be famous Niggas is brainless to unnecessarily go through these changes And I ain't even know how it came to this Except that fame is The worst drug known to man It's stronger than heroin When you could look in the mirror like, "There I am" And still not see what you've become I know I'm guilty of it too, but not like them You lost one Lose one, let go to get one Left one, lose some to win some (You lost one) Sorry, I'm a champion Sorry, I'm a champion You lost one I don't think it's meant to be, be But she loves her work more than she does me And honestly, at twenty-three I would probably love my work more than I did she So, B, ain't we? It's me and her 'Cause what she prefers over me is work And that's where we differ So I have to give her Free time even if it hurts So breathe, mami, it's deserved You've been put on this earth to be All you can be, like the reserves And me? My time in the army - it's served So I have to allow she, her, time to serve The time's now for her In time she'll mature And maybe we can be we again, like we were Finally, my time's too short to share And to ask her now, it ain't fair So, yeah, she lost one Lose one, let go to get one Left one, lose some to win some (You lost one) Sorry, I'm a champion Sorry, I'm a champion You lost one My nephew died in the car I bought So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault Close my eyes and squeeze, try to block that thought Place any burden on me, but please, not that, Lord Time don't go back, it go forward Can't run from the pain, go towards it Some things can't be explained, what caused it? Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it Till that time, little man, I'm nauseous Your girlfriend's pregnant, the lord's gift Almost lost my faith, that restored it It's like having your life restarted Can't wait for your child's life to be a part of it So now I'm child-like waiting for a gift to return When I lost you, I lost it Lose one, let go to get one Left one, lose some to win some (Colleek, I lost one) Sorry, I'm a champion Colleek, you're a champion I lost one
Written by: MARK BATSON, SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, DAWAUN PARKER, CHRISETTE PAYNE, CHRISETTE MICHELE PAYNE, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG
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