Freeman's son, across the street got shot Now she need a hand Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies Like, "It's gonna be alright," knowing it ain't alright I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way You know I love you momma like she mine Whether we together, or we trying We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime It came from the breast, just spread to the spine It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds: "This can't be my mom!" Got me thinking, "whats a girl to do, a girl to do? When her world's a pool? And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames And all the stress is all propane She's burned again" Hoping I could make her smile Take cancer and David Blaine it out POOF! Disappear, God make an out James Fauntleroy: Stay close to me, so close to me That's how it's supposed to be Long as you've been knowing me You been holding me down, I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully I watch over you, you watch over me And that's how it's supposed to be And we are, alright James Fauntleroy: Stay close to me, so close to me That's how it's supposed to be Long as you've been knowing me You been holding me down I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully I watch over you, you watch over me And that's how it's supposed to be And we are, alright James Fauntleroy and Big Sean: Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall The lights go off Say its going to be, alright Its going to be, alright Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall The lights go off Say its going to be, alright Its going to be, alright Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be Big Sean: "Might not make it this time" Is what not to say at this time Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand Around the same time my mom said "Sean, you need a plan Mrs.
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