| Took a lap through my hometown
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| Knowin' what I know now, turns out
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| You never really know what’s up
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| Till it really goes down
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| Thinking about love I lost
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| Finish lines I crossed
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| Imma' back deck with a mind full of thoughts
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| And a drink on the rocks
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| Everything that made me here, remember thinking 'bout
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| A whole lot of maybe’s here
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| Month after month, song after song
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| Hoping maybe this will be my year
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| But it all came together in the end
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| Thought it was a phase
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| Then I turned it to a trend
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| Look at how I made beginnings off a couple different ends
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| These eyes seen a lot
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| I’m lookin' through a different lense
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| Moved to the City, to do what I gotta do
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| Haven’t stopped for a second
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| I’ve been steady making moves
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| Thought about what I’d say to the younger I
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| Say she ain’t worth the time
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| But she’ll be worth the lines, singin'
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| Life is a battlefield, you don’t have to cry
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| Just keep your head up, the sun is drying your eyes
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| Life is a battlefield, you don’t have to cry
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| Just keep your head up, the sun is drying your eyes
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| This a new day
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| This a brand new life
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| You ain’t gotta ask how we did so right
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| Crack a brew
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| Take a shot to a brand new vibe
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| You should see rough roads
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| It’s a brand new ride
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| Same old kid with a soul so lit
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| That the whole damn world couldn’t sleep on it
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| Present so present, living like a adolescent
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| But times I’ve seen had to add a couple lessons
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| Feeling like a veteran when I hit the mic now
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| You ain’t gonna get it if you don’t by now
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| Flexin' on anybody looking for the competition
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| Talk about another style
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| Chance is I already did it
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| Your game ain’t real, like you busy playing quidditch
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| You ain’t with it, you in scrimmage
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| You ain’t really makin' killings
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| Send it to the last inning
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| Are you down to run the play?
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| Tell anybody throwing shade
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| The sun is on the way
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| Life is a battlefield, you don’t have to cry
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| Just keep your head up, the sun is drying your eyes
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| Life is a battlefield, you don’t have to cry
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| Just keep your head up, the sun is drying your eyes |