(Intro)
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Touching myself, still on fire
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I'm, I'm under attack, but I'm still on fire
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I got some chatter, but I'm still on fire
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I got some threat, but I'm still on fire
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I got some liabilities, but I'm still on fire
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If, it's not amazing that I'm on fire
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I've been to hell and back but I'm still on fire
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(Verse: Jeezy)
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What's in the back of my mind, sitting in the back of that thing?
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With the two double r sitting in the back of my brain
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Anywhere but here, that's what I told my chauffeur
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And this shit getting heavy, weight of the world on my shoulders
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Think ya figured it out, but ya don't have a clue
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Think ya on top of the world but the world on top of ya
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I started hustling fo dros and now there's plaques on the walls
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Think I'm selling my soul? Then ya can come get em all!
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Trade 'em all fo my dawgs, yeah, I'm talking to ya
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Where did we go wrong? Cuz I don't have a clue
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Ya just want hit the mall, buy a new pair of shoes
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But it's real consequences nigga remember the rules
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So I regret the day ya eva serve that nigga
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Took five years of yo life, ya didn't deserve that nigga
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I guess power and pain, it's somewhat the same
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I lost my dawg to the fame, I charge it all to the game
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(Hook)
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Please, Lawd, forgive him, ya know he got that thug in him
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We lust fo alcohol and we luv women
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And ain't nobody gave us nothing, so we drug dealing
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You know we copping Louie loafers just to thug in em
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And when ya made it that far, ya should be making a toast
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Got the seats reclined and I be doing the most
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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(Verse 2: Jeezy)
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I said we came so far but yet it feel so surreal
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Hood nigga, half a mili, automobile
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I'm talkin' real luxury, don't feel a bump in the road
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We ain't like the rest of these niggas that fall out over hoes
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Thought ya my nigga foreva, thought that ya could be trusted
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Man I found out ya taking it, really had me disgusted
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Nigga, who am I kidding?! It felt like a heart attack
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Cuz I gave ya my heart and didn't ask fo it back
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And to be honest with ya, I really thought we were brothas
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Fuck errybody in this world as long as we have each otha
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Would have done anything, took a trafficking charge
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Erryday on my head just to see ya living large
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Gangster pitted it kills, gave ya yo first mill
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And I ain't tell ya to blow it, I ain't tell ya to throw it
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Yafell a victim to pressure, yeah, I know it can stress ya
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But you're only a man, homie, I can't be mad at ya
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(Hook)
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Please, Lawd, forgive him, ya know he got that thug in him
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We lust fo alcohol and we luv women
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And ain't nobody gave us nothing, so we drug dealing
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You know we copping Louie loafers just to thug in em
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And when ya made it that far, ya should be making a toast
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Got the seats reclined and I be doing the most
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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In the back of this Holy Ghost
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(Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar)
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I swear to Lawd as my shepherd I'm bout to go cop a Lexus
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I'm bout to go fuck Alexis, take this and flood my Rolexs
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This black on black is a blessin
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Black on black crime on my weapon
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I protect mine on my momma and em, these my Usher confessions
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Let it burn, Tee-Tee and Tiana sexting
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? and mansions I rest in
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Two T's and Top Dawg impress with
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TV's that play their investment
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K-D-O-T go tee off and TG's and YG's gon' press it
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It's our turn, I pray that I neva lose ya
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Cuz I like benji and boocoo bucks at my wrists
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They do voodoo, curse ya foreva, ya betta not touch it
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The clutching I'm used to, 250 speed racing crucial
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My young'nz asking me do ya consider role models useful
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It's hard to say when I'm neutral, I'm tryin' to find out myself
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Find inner peace inside heaven, find diamond pieces in hell
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Will I burn?
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(Hook)
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Please, Lawd, forgive him, ya know he got that thug in him
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We lust fo alcohol and we luv women
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And ain't nobody gave us nothing, so we drug dealing
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You know we copping Louie loafers just to thug in em
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And when ya made it that far, ya should be making a toast
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Got the seats reclined a |