[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
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Take yo time, when talkin to a nigga, I dont waste none
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Knock you off your feet and then I flee before the jakes come
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Sick of hearin cases from these niggas who aint face none
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But Ima be the nigga that they feelin when the day come
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Thirsty for the pay, young niggas led astray
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Stray bullet hit my brother in his mafuckin face
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Whats fate when a person dont deserve what he get?
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Shootin reckless at the father, almost murdered the kid
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Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did?
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Aint embarrassed, where Im livin we get merit for kills
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From a family of niggas that was veteran skilled
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Voted heartless cause my momma made me part of the guild
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Deals made, sellin thrills paid the bills at the crib
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Drag him down by the river, hell be missin for years
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And them funerals was usual, aint sheddin no tears
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Knew the fallen had it better off than most of us did, cause shit
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Heaven knows, Heavens gates prolly closed
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And these hoes in a race for the gold
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We was raised on that fork in the road
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No food on our plate, just the meals that we stole
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[Interlude: Mac Miller]
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Yeah
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Woah-oh-oh
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Woah-oh-oh-oh
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Yeah
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[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
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Yeah, um
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I spit that prayer hand emoji, that shit that injured Kobe
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The holiest of holy, Nick Nolte in some Oakleys
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Thats a flex though, cover up the issues that I kept close
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Sober, I cant deal, Im in the corner with my head low
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Runnin from my shadow, never-ending chase
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Ease the pain and the battle thats within me
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Sniff the same shit that got Whitney, the high heel depression
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My temple feel the metal comin out the Smith & Wesson, bang
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Say a prayer, leave my brains on a tile floor
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My bitch hate me, always tell me I should smile more
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Off them drugs that hit you in your spinal cord
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This the shit I need to keep the climate warm
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Wish I could get high, space migration
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Pretend I could just fly to great vibrations
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The magazines need a quote
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When Im gone, sorry, I dont leave a note, yo
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[Outro: Mac Miller]
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Woah-oh-oh
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Yeah
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And this pain, and this pain
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And this pain, and this pain
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Mixed up with this rain, this rain
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This rain, this rain, woah-woah-woah-oh-oh
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Yeah
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Woah-oh-oh, yeah
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Yeah, 9th Wonder
