| When I look back at my life
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| I see myself smilin'
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| I see myself shinin'
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| I see you and me
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| When I look back at my life
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| I don’t wanna have to think twice
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| No regrets, no regrets, nigga
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| Private jets, private jets nigga
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| They waitin' on me
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| I know they are
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| My momma always told me that I’d make it far
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| Far as I wanna go, gotta keep my mind focused
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| Gotta reinvent myself, gotta keep my eyes open
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| Gotta keep up with good health
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| I gotta do it big
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| They say I’m way too fuckin' talented to ever quit
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| I’m the shit, but I ain’t shit that’s why I’m humble
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| And watchin' wack niggas eatin' only make me hungry
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| I’m a low key, Mowgli, ruler of the jungle
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| On some OG dro weed cloud we sittin' under, huh
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| At the top, only god could be above it
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| Runnin' out the holy field, touchdown muthafucka
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| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars
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| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars
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| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars
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| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars
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| I’m hopin' I open minds with spoken lines
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| If not that’s Gucci cause we smokin pines, we dreamin' nigga
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| Muthafuck yo image nigga I just wanna rap bitch
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| I’m just tryna blow up, let a nigga fuck a actress
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| I just want my niggas, who ain’t had shit to have shit
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| Let em live good, just to balance out the bad shit
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| Back in the day, they was bangin' where my granny stay
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| I swore on everything, that’s changin' after Grammy day
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| But fuck a chain, I rearranged how I’m viewin' shit
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| Tuck your chain, pay homage to the crew and shit
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| Whatcha doin? |
| Shit, huh?
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| Same shit I always say
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| Prayin' people hatin' or doubtin' about me fall away
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| I spit cold, til my lips froze, Schizo
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| Me and myself, better than your whole clique so stand
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| Sit, shit I give a fuck, stand
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| Lay down sleepin on me, but a nigga’s home like french man
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| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars
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| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars
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| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars
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| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars
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| Yessir, yeah, yeah, yessir
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| Shine on em x3
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| Shine, Shine
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| Stars bright in my earlobes
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| She know I’m worth it
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| She know I’m shinin'
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| She light one, she pour one
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| Im sober and that’s perfect timin'
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| I’m stressed out, not high, I need green, I’m Popeye
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| I need a girl, who don’t think, and I hope she not camera shy
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| Chi city, primetime
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| Got me glowin' like a diamond in the nighttime
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| Feelin' fresh, smokin' weed
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| Blue stars, green money, purple trees
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| Chi city, primetime
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| Nigga glowin' like a diamond in the nighttime
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| Feelin fresh, smoking weed
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| Blue stars, green money, purple trees
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| Brighter than the stars x4
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| Bright as the stars x4 |