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Feeling Left Out Tell Me Where It Hurts

2] Who's boss mom "Don't worry about me" she said "Don't come home. You're finally living your dream now" Phone falls into my pocket My lungs feel the

are It was you who believed in me When everyone was telling you don't sign me Everyone at the fucking label, let's tell the truth You risked your career for me, I know it

out of me A criminal out of me But those guys who are down on me winnin' Lord knows, they take the game so seriously But what hurts me more, burts me

do it, gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt, just push right through it When shit get rough, you gotta stick to it Play that Bone Thug music, it

it crackin Amongst all these fuckin' shellfish... And it's a dream come true that you signed me Big Sean, G.O.O.D. Music signee People asking me how it happened Man I tell

'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the

is true news Dudes'll blow you outta ya two shoes Who chose to front it? They don't really want it Yo, I stay Philly blunted, prospect wit the nine milly gun it

nigga hurt cha feelings well hoes den hurt mine not once not twice but bitch all tha time ??????? have em all cryin i done cried before dat dont make me

turn to a spirit cos she's the only Nan i got left and it hurts in my head when i contemplate her death knowing that 1 day soon shell be gone that thought leaves me