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So, if I can't be myself, I lose control and misuse that focus. Maybe my. . . No!

If I can't love myself, my feelings show. So why you running away? My money gone, yeah.

My credit bad, yeah. My home is small, yeah. My rent is past due.

I know it all well, because my past, but if you don't know well, then you should -ask if. . . -Uh-huh, young nada, wanted an Impala.

Nigga with pipe dreams that grew up with no father.

Mama me injada so much that I can't bother no more, huh, no more, huh.

The option of welfare, 'cause nobody else cared, but pride wouldn't allow for her family to go there.

So I ain't know nothing better, thought y'all just like me.

Three fits in rotation, 'cause y'all roll like me. Hold on, wait, wait, wait. Let me tell you about this story of mine.

About the time I met the. . . in my sleep, I declined.

But he decided he would try convincing me with these lines.

And may the Lord be my witness if I'm telling a lie. Hey, you're shining like a superstar, just like what Venus is.

Let me serve it up to you proper like I'm Serena, sis.

Quarter million right in your pocket in three years. All I need is your autograph on this dotted, so sign here.

So, if I can't be myself, I lose control and misuse that focus. Maybe my. . . No!

If I can't love myself, my feelings show. So why you running away?

My money gone, yeah. My credit bad, yeah. My home is small, yeah.

My rent is past due.

I know it all well, because my past, but if you don't know well, then you should ask if. . .

Don't look down, you're too far now.

As we proceed, you've been found.

Don't look back, you're too far now. Know where to go.

So what's the word, cousin? I'm on the verge, cousin.

I told my nieces and my nephews we gon' splurge, cousin. I always knew you was gon' pay us back.

Them hating niggas who ain't listen probably regret that.

We finna go fuck up the mall, fuck up the dealership, take a withdrawal.

You know who you dealing with, superstar, superstar. That's what you is, our finishing coup de grâce.

I want diamonds, rich and millies, cars that's fast, and giant homes.

I want hundreds, thousands, millions to my name before I'm gone.

I need everything you got, since you went and got a lot.

You was praying for this day, you went and signed across the dot, yeah. My money gone, yeah. My credit bad, yeah.

My home is small, yeah. My rent is past due.

I know it all well, because my past, but if you don't know well, then you should ask if. . . My money gone, my credit bad.

My home is small, my rent is past due. I know it all, he knows it all.

'Cause my past, because my past. . .