| Trying to know what the future holds
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I treat my self like the usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I fear and fear, never losin' hope
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Tell myself like usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Sometimes I gotta be dolo alone, just walk around
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| Young Gerald, young Charlie Brown
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| Some shit’s better to keep to yourself than say aloud
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| Some shit you see and they don’t, so I simply jot it down
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| It was written, had the vision as a youth that I would make it here one day
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| A flight to the top, cop a one-way
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| But looking out the window on the subway, 16, slapping Mac Dre
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| Somehow I always knew it’d be that way
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| I felt this so clear it’s like a rode a time machine and I saw it
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| I paint the picture and draw it, I fold it up in my wallet
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| Keep it with me everywhere I go just as a reminder
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| Told myself every time I get discouraged or tired
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| I got greatness inside of me
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| I go against the greats until they tired of me
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| I’ve heard it all, nothing surprises me
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| See, I’m the one, I’m the anomaly
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| But never mind me, I’ll just be up over here killing 'em quietly
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| You know?
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| Trying to know what the future holds
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I treat my self like the usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I fear and fear, never losin' hope
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Tell myself like usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Yeah, and I heard 'em say
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| Nothing’s ever promised, tomorrow or today
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| From the Bay
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| Like 40 &Dre
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| So Imma do it in a major way
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| I said, I heard 'em say
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| Nothing’s ever promised, tomorrow or today
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| From the Bay
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| Like 40 &Dre
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| Chasing dreams, it’s the only way
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| I’m still here, remember these lyrics
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| And when I’m dead and gone, I’ll be there in spirit
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| Don’t let 'em run my name in the mud, don’t let 'em smear it
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| Just pour some Rossi out, go ahead and tear it
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| One of a kind, no copy
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| Tell your grandchildren’s children 'bout me
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| Tell 'em I was the illest
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| Let 'em know I spit the realest
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| Went from pennies and nickels to large amounts
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| Kept it in the hood, where it counts
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| Never was them, always was him
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| Had to prove myself, time and time again
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| Just when they thought it was it, he back with another hit
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| We brought the Bay to the rest of the world (who was it?)
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| E-40 &Gerald
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| Trying to know what the future holds
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I treat my self like the usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I fear and fear, never losin' hope
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Tell myself like usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| So where I go from here?
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| I did the most you could possibly pack into a year
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| Now I can either fall off and completely disappear
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| Or, I can move up to the highest tier
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| Conversations with Gerald, standing in front the mirror
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| Ask myself like «Fuck the bullshit, what you really fear?»
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| We all want to be understood, hope they hear us clear
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| But that shit never happens everywhere
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| So I just do me on my «fuck the world"shit
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| I’m riding through the town listening to Earl’s shit
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| Been trying to lift the Bay up, I could probably curl it
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| I learn from the legends, they tell me «you're it»
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| So I always maintain and try to stay sane
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| But, just do you, give a fuck what they sayin'
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| We artists are all alike, we feel the same pain
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| You want the whole world? |
| You want the same thing
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| Trying to know what the future holds
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I treat my self like the usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| I fear and fear, never losin' hope
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| But it ain’t for you to know
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| Tell myself like usual
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| But it ain’t for you to know |