| Man I’ve got some shit on my fucking chest
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| Welcome to my out
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| The out
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| Been going through a lot
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| At eleven years age I met my paps in the cage
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| He said I’m gonna end up there with him one day
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| So sorry for being distant, I just think a little different
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| Had to step back, re-calibrate my vision
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| That’s for my family that I never met that’s listening
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| I since I never met you, guess I don’t no what I’m missing
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| But I live with my decisions, I’ma take 'em to the grave with me
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| I just that you pray for me, please believe faith for me
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| Cosigned by legends, how I’m not on deck?
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| Beyond stress, but I know now, my time next to go bet
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| Long time in the making, you can’t take it away
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| Good lord, don’t let me die, so try and make me a name
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| It’s only me that held myself back, I can’t stop that
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| Knowing times the only thing that you can’t get back
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| I’ll be skeptic while I spit it, I’ma do this independent
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| I can feel it building by the minute, and it’s authentic
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| Nigga uhh
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| I feels so good to me. |
| Just like it’s supposed to be
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| Competition so relaxed we tell 'em lie back
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| I’m in a plane, drinking whiskey, that’s a high jack
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| Niggas half as old as me, they say they as old as me
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| Might blow an oz and fuck a bitch in Jodeci
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| There’s a whole different poesy in my poetry
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| See most of these niggas get cold feet trying to flow with me
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| Born in Spokane, raised in North Philly
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| But L.A. really made me this way. |
| I hope you feel me
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| Drinking henny daily, baby and I pray it don’t kill me
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| High box in hotel room, fucking bill me (fucking bill me)
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| But you better got proof
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| Hahaha
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| Different day, same shit right?
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| Different day, same shit
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| Something I had to get off my chest, but um
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| Demrick! |
| (Demrick)
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| And we live (and we live) |