| I’ve been walking all my life
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| And I can’t find my way to you
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m gon make it there someday, someday
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| Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll try
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| To make it on my own
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I will make it back someday
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| Cold world, killings, this crazy world that we live in
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| Got minors thugging and dealing life all good fuck authority feelings
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| Was raised up out of Broward, and my momma didn’t raise no coward
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| Had a job and I worked them hours, my pride would not allow it
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| Young men holding all that power on dope like fiends with the powder
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| Came up now the niggas wanna doubt 'em
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| In the rows ain’t talkin' flowers
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| Everybody wanna be so sour
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| You mad cause the shit ain’t ours
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| Handouts only for them cowards
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| No college degree at Howard
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| I came up from the bottom
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| They so scared I’m getting hotter
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| We stacking them fuckin' dollars
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| Just pray for me, will you mama?
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| I done came a long way
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| Wanna know me? |
| Just listen to what the song say
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| I’ve been walking all my life
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| And I can’t find my way to you
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m a make it there someday, someday
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| Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll try
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| To make it on my own
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m a make it back someday
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| And I told my team that I got us
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| They were chasing a whole but the commas
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| Still ball like my nigga Udonis, I
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| Do me, never mind your comments
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| Go hard and give it no favors
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| Be around cause a nigga done made it
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| Where the fuck was you when I needed?
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| I’m sick and tired of your hatin'
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| I’m sittin' cool and I' patient
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| And my fans are steady waitin'
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| Why the fuck I haven’t blew up?
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| Why the fuck I’m underrated?
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| I’m the realest thing going
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| And most of people know it
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| To my hood I am a God, an illustrated poet
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| I don’t see no competition
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| Unless I’m in the mirror
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| I’m starving in this bitch and I just saved about a million
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| All my life I’ve been waiting for this moment
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| But still I’m screaming fuck 'em
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| You just show me my opponent, hold up
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| I’ve been walking all my life
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| And I can’t find my way to you
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m a make it there someday, someday
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| Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll try
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| To make it on my own
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m a make it back someday
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| I’ve been walking all my life (my life my life…)
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| I’ve been walking all my life (my life my life…)
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| And I can’t find my way to you
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| I’ve been praying to the lord I’m a make it there someday, someday (someday
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| someday…) |