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IF… If I am to brag let it be for those I have helped Tell me what you going to do That lifestyle is not your style I don't want your congratulations I know all this are calculated impressions Promises, curses less happiness Chances confrontation nothing new I earned the truth, loyalty Critics still an issue we need more realness If I am to walk away will the lame jump True pain, true lies I was boxed in dreams better in that orphan, tears I don't deserve it yet in the roads we build food we go on empty stomachs Jobs created that youth in the street caught on traffic, the drug he trafficked in panic Still can't nix check check I still in the same shit If I slay, that child will never get where to lay But you you enjoyed when you got laid said Pretty face Facebook, instant Instagram selfie Publicity stunts, won't can't deny but will you remember that Kuna ule kiumbe Kumbe you've rendered an orphan Sa amebaki orphanage rage sage connect but uko stuck net updati...