Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
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Lemme tell y'all
a 'lil story about myself
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This right here is a true story,
Verse 2
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Ulcers hurt my salary,
Give it to you real,
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I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude,
arrogant, cocky rude
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used to be a stocky dude
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Weighed two twenty,
Verse 3
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wit two honies, I move monie
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It's true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
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it was no fun to work
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Everyday my stomach hurt,
rippin' off my undershirt
Verse 4
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The pain was no comparison,
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stomach started cherishin'
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Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it,
it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green,
yellow, burgundy, boom
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But came my urgency soon,
Verse 5
the emergency room
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In there, no salvage,
treated like a cold savage
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They said pimpin' symptoms,
huh, a dope addicts
There you have it,
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but they ain't find no heroin
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Coke, crack, dope, just weed,
but that's my medicine
Verse 6
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My baby mama, mama and my grandma
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Say that I'm too gordy,
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This is a true story
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
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uh oh, here it come again
Verse 7
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Never mind stuntin', dime puffin,
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doc spent his time frontin'
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He like a bad detective,
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he ain't find nuttin'
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Besides that though,
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I can't enjoy a movie, dinner
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I'm lookin' like the movie thinner
Verse 8
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do or die, sit and cry
askin' if I'm gettin' high
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She gonna play me a thug,
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I told the lady I love
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please don't relate me to drugs
Verse 9
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I'm loosin' weight though,
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everyday pounds and muscles
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Gotta get off my ass,
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hit some towns and hustle
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Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you know
I was too sick to do shows,
but still equipped to move O's
Verse 10
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You know my attitude, get it how I get it
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If I can shoot, I turn around,
I'm off my pivot
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And oops, I thought I had it mapped
Weight started to gain again,
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it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained again
Verse 11
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mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
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Thought that it went away, uh,
oh, here it come again
Verse 12
body, I'm hard bodied,
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word mommy, vanishin'
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Hadda go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
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I couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard place
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For me, that's a odd place,
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I'm only here by God's grace
Verse 13
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Like a lab rat, them
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
sonogram
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be
stressed
Verse 14
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The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
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And that's irritable bowel child,
Kick to y'all,
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so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'all
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Get it, get it, get it, get it?
Verse 15
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My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
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word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
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uh oh, here it come again
Verse 16
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
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This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Outro 1
uh oh, here it come again
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