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[** Bonus Track:]
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[Verse 1:]
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Yea, yea, yea, Dear Mrs. Bill Collector*
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I know ya just doing your job, don't mean to disrespect ya
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But we've been going through this thang since way back
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I told ya when I get the dough I would pay back
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But I got problems babayy... yea, if you only knew
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I got bigger problems babbayyy
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So why ya talkin about the money that I owe, like as if I didn't know man,
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It don't mean nothing to me Cause right now I got my lil boy crying,
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And my grandmother dying, could you please stop fuckin with me?
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Listen here, I ain't lookin for no tears,
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But my brother got a year, and my momma keep smoking that shit
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On top of that, I'm broke, please put that in your notes
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For the next one to call me up talking that shit
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[Verse 2:]
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Hey, Dear Mr. Policeman
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Hey am I wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man?
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I coulda swore I was driving pretty peaceful
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So why the hell is you pullin over me fo'?
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Is it this black Mercedez? (Oh now I get it, I get it, I get it)
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Or cause I'm black? Hmmm, maybe
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Hey, tell me why my hands start sweatin and I hold my breath everytime that you get behind me
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I turn my music down, so you won't hear a sound, man I'm nervous like I got a couple pounds on me
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You pulled me over, you frown on me
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With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
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Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip, every nigga in this whip got a mothafuckin college degree
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[Verse 3:]
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Yea, my middle finger to the law, bustin off, tryna touch the sky
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My teacher said, "Impossible", but I'm a fuckin try
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Plus how he gon' tell me, he don't make the rules
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There's niggas dying everyday, but we don't make the news
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Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm, cyclones
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Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Tiger Woods "be fuckin all these white hoes"
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Anchorman stop snitchin
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Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches, hey my goodness
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How ironic, on trial for possession of some chronic
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My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet
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Hey your honor, is you kidding? How you sit above me?
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Are you perfect mothafucker, how you finna judge me?
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When you home you don't cuss, drink and puff like us
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These cops is bad boys, baby just like Puff
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They hate they jobs and they days be fucked up like us
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At the end of the day, you niggas just like us
J. Cole - Lost Ones (Lyrics HD)
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