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b cyde - a word to myself lyrics

i’ve been right by your side for 19 years
i comfort you every time you shed tears
jameer, i know that life kicking you in the chest
but you made it this far, my nigga
don’t you feel blessed?
stop letting things stress you out
it ain’t good for yo health
stop doing things for other people
do some things for yoself
you lying bout yo wellbeing, that’s why yo people is scared
they see your physical body but mentally you ain’t there
i understand you want companionship
i understand that things get tough and you feel like you cannot handle it
i understand that these is hard times
i understand you feel like don’t nobody give a d-mn about your rhymes
but poppin pills until you die is not the f-ckin answer
and neither is smoking them sticks that’s gonna give you cancer
remember tywan’s funeral? you said he was gon live through you
and thats what you gon stay on earth to do
and all them dudes who called your other songs wack?
f-ck em. i guarantee they gon be crawling
back
within 10 years, talking bout they always believed
you had what it took to succeed
before they ask for weed
you accomplished a lot, ain’t give a f-ck
when niggas said
you wouldn’t be a f-cking thing
they tried to drill that in yo head
but look at all them people now
while you out here doin shit
they still live in they momma house
watching netflix
but you can’t live yo life without that peice of paper
and people rooting for you. even yo next door neighbor
thinks that you got potential
but hanging round them niggas that you hang around won’t give you shit but a f-cked up mental
ima simply break it down like this:
you can end up like phillip or you can end up like chris
you can end up in a mansion, you can end up in jail
you can end up in heaven or you can end up in hell
bro the choice is yours
nigga put down that knife
jameer put down them pills
nigga live yo life
nigga f-ck them haters
better put in work
when you touch that mic
better go berserk
better make yo fam proud
nigga get yo respect
better excite that crowd
better get yo check
better run for the hills
nigga sky is the limit
think about that shit
before you decide to end it

- b cyde lyrics

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