| Wave my hands about everything
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| Got no regrets about anything
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| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing
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| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised
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| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care
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| Still standing hear with my head in the air
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| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life
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| My life my tale my story
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| Went from rags to riches and gutta to glory
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| I used to live in a duplex, sharing a bathroom
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| Barber college haircut, Caesar and half moon
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| Say mane I came from the bottom of the barrel
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| Christmas came around we couldn’t even get a carroll
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| Birthdays came all a nigga got was older
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| And a mother fucking chip on my shoulder
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| Now I’m bigger and bolder
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| I understand the game that I’m playing in
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| Made my own lane thats the one that I’m staying in
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| Cleared my own path thats the one that I’m walking
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| And I could give a fuck what you talking
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| I’m rolling with Kay Slay, a.k.a. the Drama King nigga
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| And he already know the flow that imma bring nigga
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| NYC to PAT we stay connected
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| And you ain’t gotta like it bitch but you gotta respect it
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| Wave my hands about everything
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| Got no regrets about anything
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| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing
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| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised
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| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care
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| Still standing hear with my head in the air
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| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life
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| How many bitches I’m talking exotic ones
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| Bank accounts in the Caymans yeah that’s some tropic funds
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| No pun intended but your bitches unattended
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| As soon as you bought that wine I just crept up from behind
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| Yeah the cloth is Vera Wang, let’s give a toast to my niggas who never sang
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| I sling game like Khaled waters his plants
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| All I do is equity deals, keep your advance
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| A few bundles will get the fiends to stumble
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| Grappling on the floor could only lead to gun pull
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| Okay, take notice that its the last Don standing
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| Trap star champion, rap star mansion
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| Go figure, how I do coke figures
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| And I got a following unlike most niggas
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| Crack niggas, ask niggas how I smack niggas
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| With the MAC fast 'cause I am what I rap, niggas
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| Wave my hands about everything
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| Got no regrets about anything
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| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing
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| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised
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| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care
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| Still standing hear with my head in the air
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| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life
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| King of all Kings, ruler of all rulers
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| Sitting on the throne surrounded by all shooters
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| Get money like Frank Matthews not Lucas
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| Riding right past y’all haters, y’all ruthless
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| Watching the world from a sky scraper view
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| If I ain’t live at the fight then I buy Pay Per View
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| Might slide with your boo to a tropic island
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| Get off the block for a while cause the cops is wildin'
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| They want me locked up top or either Rikers Island
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| I been rocking Cuban links with the fat medallions
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| Been letting that hammer ring you better ask about him
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| I don’t rock with cowards, I don’t talk to police
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| And my main hoe wait when I walk in these streets
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| When it come to money man I’m getting hell of that
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| When you come to Harlem make sure you ask Gruff for a welcome mat
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| Nigga, yea
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| Wave my hands about everything
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| Got no regrets about anything
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| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing
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| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised
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| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care
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| Still standing hear with my head in the air
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| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life |