| You old niggas should pay homage
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| I put on and I stay honest
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| And I do this shit with great honor
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| Honestly I thought the people just should wait on it
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| But Here it goes now so tell me what’s your take on it
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| I’ve been thinking bout a lot of ways to make money
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| I’m 17, It’s why I’m trynna be great, homey
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| You heard my old shit, Man that was '06
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| My Track record stretched out like aerobics
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| I do it big like one man with four chicks
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| At the same time, Still on the same grind
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| Make my mama proud, hope it all remains fine
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| It’s Young Veggies, (I) know you heard it through the grapevine
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| Kid rappin bout his girl, hope she stay down
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| I do my thing man this life is like a playground
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| On the swing and I hop off on the way down
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| I dare a hater nigga have somethin to say now
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| Trynna shine, get on my grind for the first down
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| And If I get tackled I hope I don’t get hurt now
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| Started rappin, A lotta ho’s trynna flirt now
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| But she ain’t good for nothin but pullin her skirt down
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| I gave her ass a job, I call these girls work now
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| My brother’s in college, I hope it all work out
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| But I’m a star it’s to late to try to work now
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| I got a voice, might as well take em to church now
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| In this world, It’s all about what you’re worth, now
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| So I rock my aviator clothes, that’s some shit you’ll never know
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| Cause it’s high up in the sky, That’s the place you’ll never go
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| I used to sit up in my room, now I can go and rock a show
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| We ain’t got nothin to prove, but everything to lose
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| Cause Niggas walk around the hood, like Ebenezer Scrooge
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| I always got my morals, but I’ll forever think I’m cool
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| And niggas hatin on me now, cause they got nothing else to do
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| I can see it in my mind, I’m trynna see if it is true
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| And I swear if it is, Then Mama you have been proved
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| That I did it all for you, because you always held me down
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| If you ain’t feelin how I talk it, then respect how It sound
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| Visions of me and my niggas writin checks at a lounge
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| Every time the kid do it, know it’s bout to go down
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| I put it all in my music, what Can a nigga tell me now?
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| Just know I did it all for yall
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| Grinded summer to the fall
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| I will answer with pride whenever I receive a call
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| But when I call yall and tell yall that it’s time to ball
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| Want you to stop what you’re doing, head straight to the mall
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| Want you to shop till you chained up, can’t even walk
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| We’re all slaves to this life but it’s all we were taught
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| We’re all slaves to this life but it’s all we were taught
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| Yeah, Yeah
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| We’re all slaves to this life but it’s all we were taught, haha
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| Yeah
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| At the end of the day, no matter how you put it, life is but a dream
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| Dream as big as you can
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| Sometimes you may lose focus on what’s important in the perfect world
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| But always know that there’s light at the end of the tunnel
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| Never let them see you sweat Never let em tell you «You Can’t»
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| Never doubt, never lose a purpose, never lose a grind
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| Peace and much love to you |