| I bet you ain’t think you’d see my face again
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| (I won’t go away, but hey)
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| I love it when you say that I can’t win
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| (Well alright, alright, right)
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| Through all the things that I worked through
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| I had to learn patience was a virtue
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| I ain’t the person that burnt you
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| But this can’t hurt me as much as it hurts you
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| Now I told y’all niggas, I told, told y’all niggas (x4)
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| I thought you and your outfit was gonna blow
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| You don’t follow directions, I told you so
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| You reap what you reap, welcome to the karma show
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| I’m out here rapin' the game, I don’t believe in though
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| My career is not a post on IG
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| So they ain’t ever seen the likes of me
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| Man fuck what you believe, I agree
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| I played the game long enough to appreciate the little 'i' in 'Wii'
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| I am he, nothing more or less
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| Trying years trying see the inside of an EMS in its entirety
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| Hire me, you get more for your money, try and see
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| I supply the heat, come buy a ki
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| I am me, I’m in your IV, mainline these words
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| A humble heart and sane mind I can’t play disturbed
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| I mean what makes you so evil, transparent, see-through
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| I guess I’m like a ghost cause I just wanna touch the people
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| Hail that animosity for sleepers and neglecters
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| Now they can’t hold they breakfast
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| TVs to tours, they told me my story reckless
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| Pick up where it left off, won’t even stop of a Lexus
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| I told the spectators, I told my old neighbours
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| They laughed it off, now they all callin' me for favors
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| Sorry, sorry, my flow is Jabari draft pick
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| Everyone a fan, now recognizin' in my english
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| I told 'em, had me at bottom of the totem though
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| 'Stead I fall short, like Parker I took the float and yo
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| Goals in the goal now, I ain’t quite Hov now
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| You ain’t even pick me and look, I’m still on a roll now
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| Like butter they utter apologies
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| had a heart all the time in your deck I see
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| Yea, watch them change when they think they see you change up
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| See you on TV and they all call you famous
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| But you the same person that was grindin' in the cut
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| And they all turned they back and they never gave up
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| Yea, it’s bittersweet and that sweet sweeter
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| Tell me how that crow taste and now you gotta eat up |