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I got my chips up, tucked away, cutting cake, stacking bread If it weren’t my mental state, the hustle made it happen then Motor mouths chattering, I don’t hear a word they said If they’re Hating, let them Hate. Call that Hate encouragement They don’t put food on my plate, they don’t pay for nourishments So I can’t Worry about what they say, I wonder why they worry then Bout I have been making moves where I’m about to take it, too They putting no faith in me, that’s why I put my faith in truth U B I
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 20:16:12 +0000

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