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Mama used to ask how am I coping
So I told her by dreaming with my
Eyes wide open
And my hearts so big
I could just let it all soak in
She said watch

Subtle changes in me accrete,
and I've lost the man I used to be.
I've crossed the seas, I've left cities behind me.
I'm trapped in a room filled with

on em
Man I tripped and fell
Clientele's coughin on em
That's the ghetto nigga

I hear you motherfuckers talk about it
But I'm steady seein bodies with

Learn From This

Lyfe Jennings

I Still Believe

2010

Guess I'll pull my fuckin' heart out on this CD like a fool
Yall better learn from this
Mmm

I day-dream of how we used to be
And eat ice cream until

breaking a leg
Would I make it two nights? Man can't even say
Your favourite rapper already put a price on my head, you bitch

These niggas can't admit it

by the body used to be a dancer
One hand on that pussy ridin' dirty
Bitch im thuggin'
This for my bro's locked up in the dungeon
I could've called it

like pottery
Member man we was just scratching like lotteries
Now Look where we bout be
I got two of em rolled where you at
You believe in me still we

you screwing my best friend that night
I walked in on you going down on him
Man, I guess I really know how to pick my friends
I just stood there

Captain Ginyu they want my body now
They want my shit bro
Yeah im number one you number two just like a pencil
You a laughing stock, Mr. Bean nigga, lentil

bail be 5 racks
Can't even bond out
I had 2 junkies stayed on 47th used to buy me out
Whole apartment full of junkies when I slide out
They wild out

phone, just send a drop
Ayy Ayy, I got two watches on, still don't go by the clock, ayy
Ran up a bag for real, feel like I'm at the top, ayy
Been trappin'

my cigarette and flick
I've been spending money making money all by my lonely
Pop a bunch of shit I'm dying slowly
Baby you want trust you gon have

to this side of me 
By the time you turn back around i'll be (goooooooone)
So tell the opps we never slowin up
And everytime we fall we know Jesus showin up

are down
She’s not for the streets
Don’t need to be a city boy
Put a diamond on her finger
Giving praise to the lord

You can’t just tidy up by 30,

and Hyde, legitimate lies
But this life like a slow bake
Youth pastor, two DUIs thats clickbait
If its cash you after, thats homicide, thats squid game

The man who founded Glastonbury
Has a beard but no moustache
And I found out something about him
That is pretty harsh
My mate had a piss next to him

The meadow is portrayed as ghetto
People don't die here, they settle
Quiet days only interrupted by a fellow birdy or two
Chirping like hello
Wake up

used to have to serve shake
My bitch say I'm actin' bad, huh, go to Purse Bae

Don't be goin' through my shit, bitch, in the first place

Just keep doin'

those who close to me nigga
It's how it had to be, don't mean it's how it's posed to be nigga
Uhhh..but I get it, It just is what it is
Bitch said I

a diva ayye She a diva, She a diva ayye

Used to need niggas help then I passed them niggas
Did this shit by myself i ain't ya average nigga
Fuck my old

Here we go ‘nother day ‘nother dollar
‘nother chance to get back to the man
That used to laugh
Saw the glass as half full
Instead of empty 
Smiled

on these Ms
See what I began, and you left me in the end
Now I gotta do it, gotta do it, I'm the man
I don't give a fuck, cause these bitches all gon' hate

I got blues on me like a jazz band
Got a bag on me like a trash man
Two bitches tag-teaming like it's SummerSlam Rob Van Dan, in your hoe

lock your door
They dig until they spot your core
The cops ignore
You buried in the park by the commodores
Navy fleet plunging
We pray the peace coming