| I made it out my own way
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| Cause I paved my own way
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| They all want me to go away
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| Hatin' cause they know I never go away
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| Hatin' cause I never go away
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| They all want me to go away
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| Because I paved my own way
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| I made it out my own way
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| (Yeah)
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| I’m 18 with great dreams
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| Rocking wit a great team
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| Turning things to real life, I thought it was make believe
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| I’m out here, working, grinding, every day’s the same thing
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| Cooking hits I love this shit, It’s clear this shit was made for me
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| Wonder why you stuck you accept where you are
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| I can’t relate only happy if I’m next to the stars
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| Going hard, every bar, leave your chest ripped apart
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| I’m leaving minds blown like Kennedy in his car
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| Top class word smith
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| Whenever I go in
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| Invest into myself, all I’ve seen is a
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| Never had a lot of pros, all cons that’s all shit
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| That drove me to work, cause the doors that were closed now open
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| Rappers like some hungry fish, bitin' once I cast out
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| Stupid fake they duplicatin', I just sit and laugh loud
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| I’m smilin' like its a Mayweather, mindset of the cash cow
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| Only winnin' only winnin working till I pass out
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| I made it out my own way
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| Cause I paved my own way
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| They all want me to go away
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| Hatin' cause they know I never go away
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| Hatin' cause I never go away
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| They all want me to go away
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| Because I paved my own way
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| I made it out my own way
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| Yeah
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| I be runnin' for the bills like I’m Shady McCoy
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| Real shit, top dog, that’s why they hate on the boy
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| Boutta leave the world shook, cause now we making some noise
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| Thought I was looking at the sky, my first ride in the Royce (soon)
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| My total views will match the number in my bank account
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| You mad cause for months you’ve been stuck with the same amount
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| But that’s new, as far as I know I’m the greatest out
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| While I’m out on my paper route, you stuck with the paper route
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| And you stay tryna flex, always flashin' ya hunneds
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| On the gram
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| Boy you can’t even 'ford a gram for your blunties (funny, haha)
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| I stay laughing at that
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| Only thing you say to hurt me is that I’m wack with the raps (listen)
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| Boy you full of shit, your stomach probly backed up
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| It’s crazy soon as you make a couple bucks, they start to act up
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| (listen) Man they all got it backwards
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| Like they boutta roll a blunt, it’s funny how that adds up
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| I made it out my own way
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| Cause I paved my own way
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| They all want me to go away
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| Hatin' cause they know I never go away
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| Hatin' cause I never go away
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| They all want me to go away
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| Because I paved my own way
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| I made it out my own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| If you hating man you so fake
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| So fake, nowadays they be so fake (yeah)
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| Made it out my own way
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| I made it out my own way, own way
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| Made it out my own way, own way
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| I made it out my own way
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| Made it out my own way |