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We'll get by We'll get by We'll get by We'll get by Let's talk about grief Is it madness Is it hurt Is it pain Is it sadness Is it joy Is it bright
now I got your wifey and you're back to using jerk and hurt Sick and spill and tip it for my niggas who done passed away Charge your ass a fuck you
and conrows I told her next time, let the pussy get it drippin Bitch, puts some dick in your life, now quit trippin (Haha!) She said " Motherfuck you, I'm
it hurts, I ride or die for my turf I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug, nigga Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this
Trynna' hurt something For that Birkin Slobbing slurping That hate its showing Wock pouring White bricks it snowing Bitch you ain't going no where Where you
inna di intersection Caught dem by surprise they never know mi have extension So tell dem Say you wanna take my life (come on) Say you wanna hurt
what the fuck is it worth?! All of the hurt, all of the pain! (Tell me!) All of the hurt, all of the pain! What the fuck is it worth?! I want
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die I guess you know by now who's number one Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from (Number one)
c couple of years went by and I didn't notice at all I stopped keeping track of the time Was only a blink then it's gone They don't tell you It's
own Looking all around me, all I see is fucking ghosts All these spirits they’ve been haunting me I swear they hurt the most Just by looking at them I
some gyal ah freak ah di week, some gyal ah Buck a likkle gyal by di name Martanik Where me buck di gyal a East 21st Street She a, tell likkle
never hurt no one, so I kept pressing on And I tried to tell myself, it's always darkest before the dawn Lightning struck an oak tree as I leapt off
Oh yeah you know where I'm from You know where I stay Nigga, I'm posted in the A Sittin low in my phantom ridin high Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
girl no more Pack your bags, be on your way Tell your story walking 'cause you can't stay Don't care where you go, 'long as it ain't here Are we good,
Well I do my best to Hide this lowdown feeling I try to tell myself there's nothing wrong But they're always asking me About you darling It hurts me
here's my soul Lately you been acting shady Why you tryna play me You driving me crazy baby Hold it, tell me where you're going Living in the moment You
to speak passed me by Remaining frozen in dead time Honesty stripped of its meaning I would not hurt you again You have my heart, you have my hands
Head on into hurt And I know it isn't easy When you're really at your worst So go tell your friends all about it in the morning And tell the lovers in
me ghetto up in heaven be a Place where we all meet Fresh out the box, no mistake if they off me Strapped by the crotch Gates waist like a car seat
for good, your lesson learned. Where it is I'll be, and who's lovin' me, Sorry baby, that's no longer your concern. And tell your lil' friend she'll be
right through it All of them somehow knew it but me Chorus: 11 years hungry for his love Jewels and perfume ain’t enough 11 years, stranger by his side
on the hush Just tell me who you love So show me who you love Is it love or was it lust Take our time aint no need to rush You aint going no where you stuck So
Where did it all Where did it all become bright and awake How did the fall And how did the fall hurt as bad as the break Memories caught Memories
You be moving like I hurt you all the time Can you let me slide can we do this right Will you tell me all the things you keep inside If we don't lie
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