Gotta distance myself, took my love until there ain't nothing left
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Smiling faces really looking for gov
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Just let me live on this project poor stinking, Lord, something's gotta give
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I got kids in the neighborhood that know what I just did
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Didn't think about the new faces with me, I just done it
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Made sure I took the shell cases with me and kept running
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In broad daylight, school ain't even lit up yet
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All that tapes around the bus stop where they let out it
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Damn, my homie hand been in the cookie jar
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This ain't what you want but I got exactly what you looking for
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You can lose brains over loose change
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Explicit when your pants held up with shoe strings
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Grinding stomach make you do things, who do you blame
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When you hustle for them two chains
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Then all of a sudden you came to take something
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Couple forties make you hate something
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See, they stunting but now they coming
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The separation
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Slow down like none of them
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I refuse to be compared to any one of them
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I just use them for motivation
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We divided, separation
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I can't hide it, we are not the same
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I ain't playing with y'all, I am not for games
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I just use them for motivation
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We divided, separation
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Longer the clip the more safer I feel
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It's time to pay some bills and I ain't got no patience still
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Separation
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| Young Buck |
