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here i go again, there i go fallin' to me knees right now, tryna get it back on my feet right now, choppin' up the weight i don't need, maybe i could sell it to a fiend, right now, ay, what'chu mean?, an ounce, a quarter, a p, i would sell you faith but you niggas don't believe, lord, forgive them for they do not know what they do, but god if you're listening, yes, lord!, i could still reach you, ten p's in the rental truck, trimmin' flowers in the marriott with little cuz, send 'em off to arizona, let 'em build a buzz, then get it back for triple the profit, help 'em split it up, ten years, been a minute, i was somewhere between givin' up and doin' a sentence, god, if you existin', help my momma get acquitted, if they plottin', then help me see it before they get the drop on me, probably coulda been a doctor, i'm fond of optometry, vision was like martin luther on the mountain peak, valley lows, i left home for more salary, smoke with o's across border patrol, casually, took notes and took control of it manually, hand to hand 'til it's white sands in the canopy, now follow me, i'm too old to act childishly, but every now and then i park the beamer in the gallery, show off the paint for spectators and the faculty, same ol' niggas that said they proud of me, same ol' niggas that probably doubted me, who gon' work it out for me?, there i go fallin' to me knees right now, tryna get it back on my feet right now, choppin' up the weight i don't need, maybe i could sell it to a fiend, right now, ay, what'chu mean?, an ounce, a quarter, a p, i would sell you faith but you niggas don't believe

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Artist: .paak, anderson