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And I don't save niggas, I show niggas how to save they selves I got in the game, this ain't GTA don't play yourself Gave 'em hell, off a counter where ain't shit to do but fail [?], dodging shells, traumatized before you twelve Can't complain, that's the hand we got, these the cards was delt And it's crazy how they tryna copy, can you be yourself It's a thousand of the same faces I can diferentiate, apes, I disintegrate You be playing bestie with her, I do chеst to chest-ie with her This thе calm 'fore the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah 'Cause it's the calm before the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm, yeah And I don't play bitches, most these bitches play they selves I just slay bitches, you would think it's jingle bell I just aim bitches, you would think it's AOL I'm a mag [?] and you shouldn't be Adelle Late up in your loft drinking wine, singing slow songs They be living life 'cause it goes on If you're such a big timer, bitch get your roll on Let go of your past quit tryna hold on Girl you gotta love yourself before you can love me SongtexteGirl you gotta want yourself before you can want me Gotta be able to gas yourself, it's called self esteem Don't let these niggas sell your ass a dream This the calm 'fore the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah 'Cause it's the calm before the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm Ain't no uniform we do not conform And I don't hate niggas, most these niggas hate they selves Crippled by they album sales, caught up in their label hell Hold they breath every time they drop, now they waiting to excel They confine inside they box, now they waiting to excel Now they mad at you, 'cause they see you doing well Made it out, you prevail now they wishing you would fail Man it's crazy 'cause in your mind all you did was wish 'em well Helped 'em up when they have fell, watched 'em stumble and didn't tell And still, they resent you 'cause you did a job that you was meant to They get mad 'cause you return the shots they send too Was at the bottom but I still reach my ascend too This the calm 'fore the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah 'Cause it's the calm before the storm If they give you roses watch out for the thorns My whole clique outside of the norm Ain't no uniform we do not conform Aus Songtexte Mania