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I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

Ayo be careful who you ride for

'Cause I done had some motherfuckers that I’ll die for

Switch up on me

Had a partner named Bo

Get his two lil homies

Them niggas came with the scheme

And set the plot up on me

See the package went missing

And niggas came to get it

I ain’t talking 'bout the pounds

The whole fucking business

Niggas hit our phone

We was laying low

Said they was taken to the station and we had to go

And so we hit the road quick

We ain’t wasting no time

Before a nigga lose his freedom

We gon' cross state lines

We in Philly in a hour

DC by night

We ain’t know how deep it was

So we ain’t take flights

Sleeping at Curt' crib for about three weeks

Man my family ain’t heard from me

Girl starting to worry me

Searching for the warrants

'Fore a nigga resurface

Little did we know they did that shit on purpose

The ones who know you best could hurt you the worst

I guess being a real nigga is a gift and a curse

Come to find out, man, them niggas lied

Tried to take the market but they couldn’t get the supply

Spent three weeks, no dough, sleeping on the floor

Niggas left the whole coast 'fore we know it was a hoax

And when I came back shit could never be the same

Tell me how you maintain with that shit on yo brain

I won’t be here for long, more than a song

There’s a right way to do it, even when you do wrong

Niggas smile in my face but I ain’t throwing no bones

I’mma go and stack this paper, you can starve on your own

Tell me how you got trust in that bent-ass circle

A whole lot of Urkels, with no more purple

Niggas ain’t loyal, tryna make shit personal

The only thing I can say: be glad we ain’t hurt you

I won’t be here long

Gotta hit the road

Surf across the globe

And bring, bring something home

I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

Gotta hit the road

Surf across the globe

And bring something home

I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

Y’all gon' need a clone

Every time I’m gone

Work twice as hard

Swear they half as nice when I’m in my zone

I won’t be here long

We on the road with burner phones

Deleting the iMessages

Girlfriend’s texting us

I told her I’m straight

But the fucked up part

Is that she really couldn’t wait

And by the time I came back

A nigga took my place

A big spit in my face

Never got my rent

Jumped back in the game

Cause I ain’t have shit

I would’ve died for you

Girl, you know that I would ride for you

Several times I lied for you

And it gets worse

Cause right now I could be

Six feet in the dirt

And I still ask myself

Would you even be hurt?

That kinda shit keep me up at night

United Airlines going back to my city

Cried half the flight

I used to think you was in on the plot

Them niggas tried to take my business

You got my money, shit why not?

But nowadays I don’t even try to stress it

Got everything back, learned my lesson

Counted my blessings

Keep a cold heart for protection

How could you blame it?

The first time you doubted me, could you name it?

I can, but I ain’t gonna go that far

I said home is where the heart is

Pain is where the art is

Even though a nigga heartless

A better artist

Is what you helped make

So I guess it’s thanks

Don’t ever make the mistake

Thinking yo shit don’t stank

A lot of people won’t call it but I shout out a spade

I won’t be here for long

Gotta go and get paid

I still love you though

Not ashamed to say

I just wish you would’ve thought before you made that play

'Cause you had the only smile that could make my day

And yo, just 'cause you love em don’t mean they’ll stay

I guess you know why A Dark Knight sound that way

I gotta go now

Yeah I really gotta go

Will we ever be us again?

We’ll never know

I won’t be here long

Gotta hit the road

Surf across the globe

And bring, bring something home

I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

Gotta hit the road

Surf across the globe

And bring something home

I won’t be here long

I won’t be here long

Y’all gon' need a clone

Every time I’m gone

Work twice as hard

Swear they half as nice when I’m in my zone

I won’t be here long

«Niggas just had the ill scheme. I was just like, damn. I would’ve walked into

the room not knowing. Nigga would have killed me, bro. And that’s really how I

feel about it. To this day, and that shit fucks me up. That shit really fucks

me up. Cause I would have walked right into the shit.»