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Facebook linked me with a post Seven years ago, was packing up to go Got here with no friends that I know Now I’m like homie, look how we roll, so I think back to how it was Had some true friends right up in the cut We’d have each other’s back over nothin Now they don’t know me for nothin, that’s my fault Disappeared like I’m in a cult I been runnin’ Usain like The Bolt I ain’t there for ya pain it’s like salt Lock up this pain and grief in the vault Damn, ya’ll don’t see me neither Slide through the six, don’t dial me either Ya’ll don’t stop at the crib for a breather Chomping at the bit like I’m chewin’ on my teether But… this ain’t hate that you feeling Expressin’ my emotions, I face my feelings I ain’t gonna lie, I’m based in realness I reach to the sky to scrape the ceiling Facebook linked me with a post Seven years ago, was packing up to go Got here with no friends that I know Now I’m like homie, look how we roll, so Facebook linked me with a post Seven years ago, was packing up to go Got here with no friends that I know Now I’m like homie, look how we roll, so Back when I was young and stupid Don’t think my friends really liked me Sometimes felt like I was muted Their word always bigger than me I would try to speak my mind but They already ready over talk me I learned to be my own man and No one’s gonna over talk D Facebook linked me with that post Seven years ago was packing up to go Left behind any hate be on the low Ain’t tryna bring no baggage on the road, no I came here setting all new goals Got real homies that care about your woes Hold you high and keep you on the low Why I’m homie I’m like look how we roll, so? Facebook linked me with a post Seven years ago, was packing up to go Got here with no friends that I know Now I’m like homie, look how we roll, so Facebook linked me with a post Seven years ago, was packing up to go Got here with no friends that I know Now I’m like homie, look how we roll, so