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Now look deep into the soul of the scot care,
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They don¡¯t know what the street send them buzz dead
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What doing about 90s¡¯ , we was all kids,
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Only in emergencies we break in the cars lay.
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But don¡¯t mind me, I¡¯m just spitting,
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Unless you listen I know the grind in the trap is bad living.
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But what happen when the chickens put chicken inside kitchen with side picture.
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With visions of tuition, shit, I¡¯m just spitting, though,
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And we don¡¯t get the deal yet, but we¡¯re living on.
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I don¡¯t touch it, she say me mental so physical,
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Is just real, the lyrics be so realer, bro.
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I say homies genuine last, we¡¯re all hating
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If they¡¯re still stuck in composition, wall payers,
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Rest in peace, we¡¯re still banging cause
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And if we cast the opposites, we¡¯re gonna hang ¡®em cause
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(Hook)
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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(Verse)
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Lot of real turn to fake, fake becoming thug,
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I mean, do what you gotta do, shit, I don¡¯t have to judge.
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How could you tell that man is you when that¡¯s your brother blood
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Shit, it was one of mine so you get caught you get one in the mob.
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You still with me, though?
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You¡¯re in pain, that¡¯s what the butt is, it¡¯s all Jeffy, though.
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I kind of got a thing guy for the respiration
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Or at least a detour round to the destination.
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And if that hoes still love us at the pit stop
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Niggers cut the swag, they don¡¯t even listen to hip hops.
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Got some other shit to say, but that¡¯s a waste of lines,
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Like how I think the last bitch started to hate the shine.
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If she was with me shooting in the gym,
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But what that would mean when in amand she think my practice is a waste of time.
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But I won¡¯t speak upon the last bitch,
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But that last bitch ain¡¯t even the last bitch.
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(Hook)
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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(Verse)
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Compared to them should I feel like I¡¯m hovering
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Wish I could fuck with them, cause I do this shit because of them.
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Haters keep me hustling, daughter be keeping me chuckling
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Either that I would have to muzzle them.
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And start for lot of that,
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I ain¡¯t a muzzle but the thought of that can only equal cardiac regim
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And that equip my daughter at
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But I send them to the house and tell them slaughter that
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Cold world but a colder ground
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Should I mind with this not, but a older pound.
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Only advice we ever got was hold it down,
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So what we ever do is hold it down.
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Looking back now, bring appreciation,
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Though it have since day one, and only bring the baby
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Looking back now, bring appreciation,
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Though it have since day one, and only bring the baby.
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(Hook)
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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Where were you yesterday?
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Where will you be tomorrow?
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Where Were You?
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| Tsu Surf |
