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I think im getting tired of caring what these niggas say Cause i know what i want and f*ck them cowards anyway Got so going for myself I cant be begging you to stay Its so much pressure on my heart if you ain't helping go away An think about it if when you know you got some haters, you know you got some relaters they kicking you while you down but watch how you gone make em traitors They never give you the props An never have yu a hand You coolin if its the ops But trippin when its ya friend Why you do me like that when you know I'm stuck in my ways I was empty handed breaking in houses and got away That shit was strange, but i thank god that he made a way Im glad i changed, but i cant run away from my pain I still remember coming home and jumping straight on the block I never wanted attention i always wanted a glock Was slippin hard on my grades an beffin heavy wit pops See he was big on respect he never could let me talk He never would let me talk thats why i be holding pain But i dont give him the fault cause i was heavy to tame Its crazy how we don't talk my momma think that is lame Been putting away my heart heart it never can be the same I think im getting tired of caring what these niggas say Cause i know what i want and f*ck them cowards anyway Got so going for myself I cant be begging you to stay Its so much pressure on my heart if you ain't helping go away An think about it if when you know you got some haters, you know you got some relaters they kicking you while you down but watch how you gone make em traitors They never give you the props An never have yu a hand You coolin if its the ops But trippin when its ya friend