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that he/she is not
Keep it on the low nigga they don't gotta know that
I am the G that hitting your spot

what do behind closed doors
Is all yours for

enough of me
I was actin childish and I know you wanted custody
You were straight wilding on some other shit discussing me
Behind closed doors knew you

strangled by my linen
I put pain in each line flow like a river
Cuz I still remember closed doors locked in prison
I never changed but it's nice to meet me
I

so sorry for the times I let you sleep in my bed
I'm sorry for not giving you everything you wanted
Behind closed doors
I guess there's really nothing

incredible, man
'Cos who knows what you’ll find
Behind closed doors of pure fury
Locked on a course of wonder
What number can quantify the losses caused? When

when the clouds get dark
When the rain starts to pour tell me where you mind roams
Behind closed doors when the demons come out
When the dark unfolds

spin
You hide your heart behind Closed Doors, so girl just let me in
But soon everything gon' change
She said she wanna come and play
She sings my songs

been feeling my words louder than my actions
Behind closed doors I been acting on distractions

It's a sobering thought
When I think of your love 
From the doors i've closed behind 
And the ones I’ve followed 
Now i'm alone in the dark
When I

couldn't be me
Posting couple pictures like we happy couldn't be me
Knowing behind closed doors we unhappy couldn't be me
Going back forth on ig couldn't be

Not getting saved by no Umbrellas
I know some real breddas
And some fake ones
We out till late
We pulling a late one
We grafting the nightshift
Feds

quiet behind closed doors
Now you leaving alone in this cold war
Climate changing, I guess so do hearts
I know that you're from the North side dealing

Fighting Illuminati's 
Behind closed door policies 
Obviously I'm not welcome here, my style is too honest
Brutally consuming these stereotypes, never modest

You can't tell her I ain't her brother
Me and my auntie bday twins I always kiss her and hug her
A couple chapters I'm glad I closed
Don't judge a book

I'm talking hocus pocus
Gotta get this dough,
I'll never fold,
Not even behind closed doors, gotta keep my pole,
Dying soon ain't in my goals
Supposed

dough for me,
Lil' bro swing that dough for me,
Keep that back door closed for me,
Niggas thinkin' that this shit be sweet,
Catch em blow the heat, yeah,

What you call a Hard Day
I call a soft day
And Hey By The Way
Lift your body weight
All day Everyday
Sun up to sun down
Sunday to Sunday
You'll

room, I'll be your Ken, not your man
You can play with me, baby girl, you can flex
That's okay with me
Gone talk your shit behind closed doors
Just watch

bring my own declaration of independence
Communication with the pen made me dependent
Stick with it, behind closed doors
I never press pause
It's not

that I didn't ask for
But I stay hanging on
To see what's in store
To open closed doors
Every corner I'm turning, I'm learning
Only 26, but feeling like

just reacting man I wasn't even thinking
Let a bomb off and now the ship is sinking
But I'm sick of ignoring shit behind closed doors
Then I blow one

life
That you wish
You could leave behind
You trying to change
Everything
Trying to get it right
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
Got to pray

say leave it to Allah
A lot of shit is going on behind closed doors
Every day's a struggle never winning by the score
I came a long way fought so many

shopping, I know shit you don't know 
I got bitches behind closed doors
Call me Daddy Bey with no chores 
Roof roof, on all fours
You got bitches with cold