*featuring Rell
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[Memphis Bleek - talking]
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Yeah you know, just vibe with me, just understand my life
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And ya don't understand me still
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I never enjoyed success, but my family did..
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And Ama write with that
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[Verse 1]
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I eat good, smoke good, you see I push the latest whips with the hottest bitch
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Take trips to the coast of Bermudas
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But dog I'm from Flush Ave. where I pop toast for Aruba
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And I am Proud of myself, cause me true Dog, never acted never lie to myself
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I been in hollywood and back, guess what I'm Still M
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Say Number from the blue tops days, I'm still him
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You dudes think I'm touring like I'm part of you and out
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But is just about the performance, get the money we out
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Trying chill, trying to take the wife to eat
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But most girl, disrescpectful when they try to speak, as if
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They don't understand, Let me live, Ma
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I'm with my fam, let me live, and I
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Try to be nice about being disrespectful
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One gets respects, when show one respect too
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[Chorus: Memphis Bleek + (Rell)]
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But you don't understand me still
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I never enjoyed success, but my family will
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And Ama write with that (Ama write with that, Ama write with that)
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But you don't understand me still
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I never enjoyed success, but my family will
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And Ama write with that (Ama write with that, Ama write with that)
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[Verse 2]
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Yo..
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I take it back home every chance I get
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Because I've been through every ghetto, but home I can't forget
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Wish I could take em all, on this ride with me
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But it wont be real, and if you asked it aint be reality
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I only fucked with a few, and If you real you know
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Soon you go, but if not, you don't yeah.
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We still family right, that's what you leave me to believe
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But ya don't understand my life
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I took Dre down to South Beach, just to show him what A few ones to do
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When you amongst your crew, we living
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I never picture I could ever loose him
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But I found myself with the thoughts that I'ma loose him
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I put the stash up, I'm just trying to save his life
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Just moved moms, had to moved her twice... down to Miami
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I thank God everyday of my life, that I could provide for my family
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Yo..
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My brother survive, now everybody's doing fine
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I kept my moms away, to let her enjoy life
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I wish I could do the same, but I cant theirs work to do
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Rent due, there's more work to do
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I copped bikes let my niggaz ride them
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I copped coupes, let my niggaz drive them
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I'm proud to see my niggaz wilding, cause I remember them days
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They still vivid of me, huggin the block, young soul committed
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When I wrote rhymes dayly
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To get my flow up pray one day They whole world could hear me
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I love it when the crowd recited every word of it
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When they bounce, Let me know that they all a part of it
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That two things make me proud of my life
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I thought I had it all, but the best give was life
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The third ?? I'ma brand new father
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Of a Healthy baby boy and its making me work harder
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[Chorus]
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[Rell - singing Outro]
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ya'll don't know, ya'll don't know
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And I'ma write with that
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All this cold nights risking my life
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But it's all good but misunderstood, ya don't know
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Understand Me Still
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| Memphis Bleek |
