| Yeah, the life
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| Three, yo
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| Atlantic City, yeah
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| Check me out, yo
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| I’ve been dreaming on a million, chillin', still on the grind
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| Feel like these demons in my closet, they don’t want me to shine
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| But I’ve been picking up the pieces, going through in my mind
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| They setting traps, but I’ma see out to avoid 'em this time
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| Was sixteen just selling tickets, hoping people would show up
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| But outta class I never listen, when they told me to grow up
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| Going through schemes in my head, thinking how I can blow up
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| Chilling in the penthouse, elevators we go up
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| Some people rather had a million, than a million friends
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| Some people rather had a Prius, then be pushing a Benz
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| Me? |
| I’d rather get money, than get drinks with some friends
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| I spent some time at Hollywood, but I don’t be in this mess
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| How come a lot of dudes preach, but the Rolls on leace?
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| I’m in a call to next week,
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| And when I wonder if its worth it? |
| Try and remember that I’m living with this
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| purpose
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| I just do it for the art, I do it for the soul
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| Thinking 'bout the future for us, hoping we can grow
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| Say so-, say so-, say so (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
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| I always knew it from the start, I gotta let 'em know
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| I got you on whatever, I just hope that we can grow
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| Say so-, say so-, say so (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
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| And rest in piece to Mac Miller, he inspired this shit
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| It’s no secret where I’m from, we all admire his shit
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| Whenever I’m feeling down, think about retiring, shit
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| I try and think about his life and catch a vibe with that shit
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| The loved ones gone too soon, I’m just praying to God
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| Getting my family out of debt, without getting a job
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| Impossible to think about anything when times is hard
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| But just remember that I love you, I’ll see you tomorrow
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| We never ready for the change, it can happen any second
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| You bringing a baby into this world? |
| So many thoughts, but it’s a blessing
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| I just hope we stay connected through these changing times
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| We never let that bullshit affect our state of mind
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| Because, boy, I love you, like a brother
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| Any problems, you can call
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| I’m trying to make this rap shit pop off, so all of us can ball
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| Until that day comes, I’m staying with my head down
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| That motivation homie, go and get that bread now
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| Yeah
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| I just do it for the art, I do it for the soul
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| Thinking 'bout the future for us, hoping we can grow
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| Say so-, say so-, say so (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
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| I always knew it from the start, I gotta let 'em know
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| I got you on whatever, I just hope that we can grow
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| Say so-, say so-, say so (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh) |