Be True To Yourself

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    Let's take a trip on
    The other side of the land
    With things ain't planned
    For the average man

    You could be a young brother
    Who's rolling
    And be so good
    That you hold him

    Big brain, top brain
    Mister Two-co who got
    All the hoes

    Pushing hard
    To keep from being bound
    'Cause there's always somebody
    Trying to bring you down

    Try to run a scheme
    On what you got
    'Cause what you got
    Them niggas jot

    Women love it
    And brothers hate it
    They just can't stand
    To see you make it

    A girl can be
    Your main downfall
    She don't take half
    The hoe takes all

    Now check to see
    How your cards are dealt
    And stay true to yourself

    Keep cool, little girl
    You got what you deserve
    Don't copycat when
    A rich hoe's splurge

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    'Cause you know
    You might break yourself
    Trying to keep up
    With somebody else

    Waiting for the mailman
    To bring you a check
    Money all gone
    Now you're a wreck

    Taking your friends out
    For a big feast
    You wanna treat and
    You don't even eat

    Looking all stupid
    With a messed up grin
    Trying to be nice
    So you can fit in

    Couldn't get your hair done
    Now you're unhappy
    'Cause your head all nappy

    And it's a shame
    You ain't got no money
    Girl, that shit ain't funny

    No friends to cope
    You're dope
    Should been true to yourself

    Mom always told me
    There'd be days like this
    On top of all of this bullshit

    Never, ever let
    A young girl make you
    Let alone, a hoe break you

    Being strong in the mind
    Will make you a true
    And make you jack no money
    Make them jack you

    Yo, K, come express how you feel
    Show 'em how to be real

    True, open your eyes and look
    The best friend might be the crook
    You solved the case but you
    Still winded up saying nothing

    Yet, that's your best friend
    Till the end
    Now he in trouble
    Where's the friend

    He left with a hoe
    And you're stuck
    Outta luck, nobody else helps
    You should been true to yourself

    Yeah, this shit goes out
    To all them people
    Ain't true to theyself

    Running up behind somebody else
    Following in they shadow
    Get on your own shit, fools
    Stay out the next man nuts

    We out

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    Composición: Don Blake, Kai MacDonald y Darius Barnett

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