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Cut off the lights and close the door behind me, get in my zone
Turn on the mic and grab a pen and begin writing my wrongs
Sometimes I still be calling RJ's phone, knowing he gone
My bro locked up, he said he chilling, when I asked him what he been on
Eating on commissary, while he waiting on his mail
He had a dream that he was free, but opened his eyes up in a cell
Told him keep his head up, one day he gone do it and it'll be real
No one to call, beat on them four walls, I know just how that feel
My pops told me that reality will wake you up from fantasy
It ain't about who you are, it's about who you plan to be
Them broken hearts and them scars made a man of me
Above all, I thank God, he gave me the chance to see
Chance to see all my wrongs, chance to see all my mistakes
Chance to elevate and see the real through the fake
I earn my stripes, knew I'd be great, through all them bowls of frosted flakes
Sometimes you gotta eat some crow, before you could eat some steak
They shot my uncle and he died in his living room, to me that make no sense
I'm trying to untangle the rope of sin, before I mess around, get lynched
And I've been balling for all 60 minutes and I ain't seen a bench
My bro don't got no phone in jail, play walkie-talkie through the vent.
Out here messing with these women, messed around and broke my heart
I ain't listen to my mama, I ain't listen to my pops
I had broke bread with Sean, and the next week he was gone
I used to play box with George, and they took him from his mom
Beat myself up in my head, couldn't stop RJ from overdosing
That's why I don't mess around with them pills, won't even take ibuprofen
I took my watch and threw it behind me, tryna go back in time
Told Brie, I'll always have her back, and I gave her my spine
And I ain't got nothing to hide, put it all on the line
I know so many young men died, thank God I'm alive
So much I wish I'd never seen, and covered up my eyes
Pornos and dirty magazines messed up my mind
But a hard head and make a soft behind
Tryna let it go and leave it all behind
If you can see me right now, I'm nothing like the last time
Wish I could holla at my dawg, but I know he clocked out, yeah
This for the ones that I call my friends
We go out the way we came in
This for my mama, hope I'm making you proud
It ain't nothing like seeing you smile
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I go all the way
They didn't think I'd be a star, now this coupe is outta space
Ain't no tomatoes in my car, but I still push a V8
With God, I'ma beat the odds, paradise is on my plate, yeah

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