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[Verse 1: All alone, my phone Back in the zone, home but been gone Prioritizing life in case I do not live And finally found some time to sit and pen this song Might as well try to tell you how I feel I feel And not just when it's time to pay some bills, life is You can miss it everyday, to get a little pay Fill the with some change Try to feel a little on my mind I be thinking about the but shines everyday but hey What can I is sunny California where the phoneys run up on you Cause they want you to be just them I'm on the corner 'bout to get a from the liquor store Twist the dro, sit at home, pen a Call a chick, get dome Play my shit, when I Cause nobody knows my like me my window let you people get a peep, peep My life is simple, yo they the shit is deep. Sheep Be on me cause I finally got some sheets. Please That's for wifey not just hoes that to ride me they like me when I'm riding the beat "To each his own", niggas say. gripping chromes Splitting in they song, when I feel I'm pennin' a poem
I can't believe they think (Vanity) my peeps say it's (Vanity) (They it Vanity) Just I'd rather eat in peace My been a bitch like this chick named(Vanity) (They it Vanity) Sitting on my own dick is (Vanity) And I'm gone, "home sick" is just (Vanity)
[Verse 2:
All Back in the zone. No, wifey at home but ain't boned though Threw a few to her her get her comb out my hair Turn a square to a and lift my dome in the air Above clouds the rain falls all inside my home Like, pain colored paint it what you want Niggas cause my faith strong All I know is no one knows the places that gone Or faces that I've seen cry, seen laugh, die Seen eyes my life in all of them Seen signs of falling but I caught Will in my wings, halo, haul hope To faith like a new black Fuck a I am when I want to be And flow when I'm on the I when I want to; need to skeet the streets They will you if you don't "Keep enemies and homies on the ropes When supposed to be close" Poppa me. And the few that know showed me the ropes Hanging on dreams to be happy, whether lavish or I've seen to make a boy die nappy Now a man on a for the God that I am But I'd rather be me
Is (Vanity)? My poppa me it was (Vanity) My old said it's (Vanity)
Because I'd be all by myself of laughing with the crowd If I don't care to be part of gaiety They'll say to me, "Don't be so proud." But how are they to I'm high and low For love used to be my own...