| As I lay down on this beat, I pray that my soul release
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| All of the answers that people need from me, deep in me
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| Hopefully I can clear the air
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| By layin it in this verse
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| And shut all the gossipin cause I put in a lot of work
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| Just to improve my ways
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| And show how much of me changed
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| Preoccupied a lot of times, just tryin to do this rap thang
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| I’ve gained a lot of legitimate dope, from lyrics and beats
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| To where I don’t care about, what you gotta say about me
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| You think I’m trappin, I’m practicin actin, picking up different hustles
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| Keepin a clean slate, so I’m so far away from the struggle
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| Prepped for you chitta-chatters, and bloggers on websites
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| Who wanna go to war with words but ain’t got their money right
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| My priorities are in line, consistantly on the grind
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| You waitin on my downfall, you’ll be waitin a long time
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| I’m surrounded by real niggas, go gettas, and go git it
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| That share the same dream I share
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| When we make plans, we down with it
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| My unit move like we religious, teaches in packs
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| And make sure everything we do is intact
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| So muthafucka fall back
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| And let the chips fall where they may
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| Cause I’ma continue to represent that One Four K
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| In every way, and every day, until the lord calls me home
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| I’m gonna keep doin this until I’m gone
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| Fuck you, you think I’m dead Wrong
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| Then trust me I don’t wanna be right
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| Cause I’ve been through the stormy weather, chasin after the sunlight
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| Cause I know, I know
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| (Devin the Dude)
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| People talk, they lie and look, they gossip and shit, that how their time
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| Is took
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| Keep doin ya thang, don’t rest your case
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| You fucked up before, but don’t trip on the mess you made
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| Keep goiiin, You’ll get there
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| Ya’ll don’t know the half of it
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| You can get satisfaction
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| I’ll make it I’ll get to actin
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| With words instead of action
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| You want lets get it crackin
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| Go on with the yappin
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| Cause gosspin like a bitch, will get a bitch slapped
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| Swag so dash
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| And words so outlandish
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| Personality smashin
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| Outspoken to madness
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| White tee blue fitted
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| With the stripe matchin
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| Gets a lot of tail
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| While you leavin with a passion
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| My time ain’t here for waistin, but makin paper lets git it
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| Man I take your opinion, and I wipe my ass with it
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| My past is somewhat shady
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| Maybe sometimes I was crazy
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| Lately it’s been fuck you pay me
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| Baby that shit there don’t faze me
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| Daily, I be bout my bread
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| I spend more time gettin head
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| Than I spend, walkin round, worrying bout some shit you said
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| Ain’t nothin picture perfect
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| But I don’t explain myself cause really, I don’t think It’s worth it
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| Cause you gon feel how you feel, regardless of what I say
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| And look at something good about me in a bad way
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| My people say I’m the shit
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| My kids say I’m the king
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| My fans know when I get behind this mic, dog I do my thang
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| And if I did give a dam, bout a whispin as nigga
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| It just ain’t no way I could be out here fakers
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| You busy tryin to light my matches, now your life in ashes
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| I’m just tryin to get ahead, while you worried bout me crashin
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| (Devin the Dude)
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| People talk, they lie and look, they gossip and shit, that how their time
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| Is took
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| Keep doin ya thang, don’t rest your case
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| You fucked up before, but don’t trip on the mess you made
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| Keep goiiin, You’ll get there |