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[Verse 1] Situations will arise, in our lives But you gotta smart about it Celebrations, with the guys I sacrificed, cause you could not sleep without it Girl I, cause I loved you You were my girl See I, thought the world of you But so you know You don't have to call baby no Cause imma be alright tonight You don't have to call baby no Imma be alright tonight [Verse 2] We are very rare 10% of a foster home trying to Cinderella this shit This melanin pit they placed us in and said get out No blueprint, hell's cruiseship Took him and her, who made him and her Who made him and her who made her Who ran away from the south at 14 pregnant Who made her who came back to the south Atlanta, Georgia who made me Funny hairline, white navy Blonde dreads, African name both of our parents Letras de cancionesOriginal black hippies, so what? Little 5 point to avendale to Stone Crest You out in [?] But fuck that, I'm a high class nigga I catch you at Atlantics Nah fuck that, I'm looking for hoes at Atlantic Station Nah fuck that, I'm at South DeKalb Mall Really in the parking lot, leaning on some broke niggas camry The pic you sent last night says you really with the shits [?] passenger seat exhales Wasn't ready for all that Cause it's not me I mean who is right? Imma take you to [?] There's $20 to wear my hat inside I give em $100 and tell em to pay for it for the niggas behind me They playing Jeezy like that shit came out yesterday Thug motivation, I was never a thug and they used to respect me for it But now the games fucked up and I gotta Michael Coreleone these niggas Quiet, confident, I talk to her She came with you but she left with me now she's in the passenger seat So, where we going? Just the way Which leaves you standing there thinking You don't have to call baby From Letras Mania