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This Is Us

I'ma give all why y'all something, word up

Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one

They goin' be like,

"Yo you, you need to listen to that joint L made"

Word up

That's the joint you gotta listen to, why know what I mean?

Check this out why y'all

I got the key that fits the lock of a real dog's mind be

The answer to the question chicks ask most the time see

Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat?

Slap me one day then Sunday he's so sweet?

To me and mine, this nigga's hard to define

Cause he beefing when he broke but he arrogant when he shine

It fucks you up, you wonder if you wasting time

Mention marriage, he lit a Dutch and peeped out the blinds

What different niggas feels in they hearts is scary

I used to say shit like,

"see man baby, you should be honored to share me"

She used to throw the cakes up, plus the burger was hairy

I used to have to think of shit to keep 'em coming, you niggas feel me?

Baby or no baby I wasn't loyal or nothing

Just me and my niggas on tour, fronting and hitting something

Red lipstick prints all over my drawers

Oh you want to be an actress huh? Well my movie's hardcore

Like Dungeons and Dragons, getting brains in a Benz wagon

Step out, jeans sagging, crew laughing

Getting blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece

Nothing but the dog in me needing to be released

This is us

[Chorus]

You know that I do, the best that I can

But you don't seem to love me no more, no more

I try to please you, and be your man

But you don't seem to love me no more, no more

The flip side of the coin, what team you want to join?

You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposing your tenderloins

In every rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty shit to say

Need to go home, wash your kids up, and put your tits away

Me and my clique in motion, champagne and Alize

Got your mind bubbling crazy, want to flip Cool J

Spend your last on your hairdo, but you ain't save a dime

To put your child through college baby, now have you?

Go get a job interview, your bad-ass kids a curfew

And skip that "Bills Bills" shit broads is goin' through

I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute

Child born with a destiny only God can dispute

Players giggle and laugh, flashing gats and cash

My dogs don't care about you Boo, they like your ass

Told me if I call and your man answer, ask for L

So he can say, "No L live here," our code is ill

Tell him you about to catch a flick with Sherell

Plotting and scheming in the shower, masturbating on the cell

The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know

That nigga we grew up with, son from next do'

My dream was to flow and escape the hell below

But the demons in my life set fire to my dough

I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge

Like the devil's pumping hate through my heart with a syringe

This is us

[Chorus]

They say a man goin' be a man, but that's only half the scenario

You nag a cat, you giving him a license to fuck a hoe

When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello

Not hear all that bullshit, bout, "Nigga where you go?"

Fried chicken ready, t-shirt and panties at the stove

Messages written down, blunt rolled ready to go

Give me a hug, not too long, give me space

When a cat got issues don't need you all up in his face

Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little

If it's raining outside, chill, listen to the drizzle

Now kiss my chest, call me Superman

Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band

Wash it, enjoy the flavor, I return the favor

This behavior, should save ya

From me all night freaking, with a nineteen year-old

Half naked Puerto Rican, creamy ass leaking

Every man will agree, when she nag it's killing me

I don't always want to talk about how the world is shitting on me

I sip some Alize and meditate the pain away

And get in my own zone where I want to be alone for solo

Reminisce with photos

And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?

Chill, relax baby, support me from the background

Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round

Complain about, who's trading ass for cash

If there ain't no trust then just us can't last

This is us, I know you feeling that

Think about that shit, word up

[Chorus]

Your man, your man, your man

Everything we've been through yeah

All the places we've been yeah

Just don't know if I'll be the same again, ha

Ever since you walked all all over me, ha

And even if we bring this back together, ha

You know it won't be the same, no no no no

No no no no no, ha

Oh I, I, baby I, tried to be your man

Can't you hear me? Can't you hear me?

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written by Thomas, Carl / Nobles, Vada / Smith, J

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