| Hey yo, I love hard and I live fast so I take time
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| To think back on this last year and just rewind
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| On my family we healthy, yea, we just fine
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| Now I’m moving on to what’s next so can you read minds
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| And tell me tell me what I’m thinking now bet you wanna know
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| Its somewhere in between my past and where my futures gonna go
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| So will I pop’em out the sky and never do another show
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| Or will I see another level like some elevator doors, yea
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| I could see that happen
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| My life is more than rapping
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| I’m trying to see a better life for little kids that’s trapped in
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| Slavery ain’t trying to act like it don’t even happen
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| If Love is still a verb
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| Then we should move to action
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| And people wonder why I wanna make a million bucks
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| Cause there’s a world that we don’t wanna see that needs our love
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| And yea you pray and honestly you feel like that’s enough
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| Well ask a hungry man if prayer can fill his belly up
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| Before you crucify my view make sure you understand
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| I love to pray but also feel like I should lend a hand
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| And I’ve been guilty of forgetting all my fellow man
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| Cause them new Jordans just came out I need them in my hands
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| Question my motives
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| Why do I need
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| Another pair when I got thirty that won’t see my feet
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| And it ain’t wrong to want some nice things
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| But when you only think of self then it gets hard to see
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| I’m talking to the man in the mirror Jackson
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| Help me see my heart a little clearer waxing
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| Wanna see a face in my reflection that’s when
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| My heart won’t end up going just in circles backspin
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| I know God I need you
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| I trust you’re seeing me through
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| When they see me pray they see you
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| Make your boy see through
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| I just know that I can’t do it
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| Unless I know you’re with me
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| Help me see the way that you do
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| So I can see things clearly
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| And I fight hard yea I fight hard to become good
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| But never understood
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| How you could use a mind that thinks hood
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| And I’m holding on to what you see in me
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| That says my faith should believe
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| That you ain’t done with me
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| And see how that’s a good look yea a good look lets go
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| I’m turned up I’m turned up that bass low
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| My crew thick my crew thick that sumo
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| Got them hot bars them hot bars that fuego
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| I’m turned up I’m turned up lets go
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| I’m turned up I’m turned up lets go
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| My crew thick my crew thick lets go
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| Got them hot bars them hot bars let go
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| I’m turned up I’m turned up lets go
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| Yea, I’m turned up I’m turned up that bass low
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| Yea, my crew thick my crew thick that sumo
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| Got them hot bars them hot bars that fuego
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| And I’m still from the block o-on the block that J-lo
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| Ha ha
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| And there ain’t nothing that I can’t do
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| When I’m in the zone
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| Yea I’m on
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| Better know
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| I’m gonna bring it on home
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| Don’t matter if I say another word
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| I believe I’m a beast in my flo
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| I never cease in the zone
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| Better leave while you can
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| Cause its getting to the point
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| I don’t even need a mic
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| Better get another coin
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| Put it in while I get another win
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| With a beat so hard that you gotta turn it up uh
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| I’m in beast mode yea beast mode that’s Cujo
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| I’m on that right track that right track them Kuhmos
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| I’m always on the run o-on the run that’s Hugo
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| So homie speed up (up up up up) that’s sports mode
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| And I ain’t gotta try hard
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| Everything that I do
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| When I’m all about my crew
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| Then we all good
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| Never run away
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| Never back down
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| Never been a slave
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| But I always understood
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| Gotta leave hood
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| Sitting in the back of my mind
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| Like I’m running out of time
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| So I speak a little fast
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| Like a boy should
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| Never out of breath
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| Always tryna be the best
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| So you never gotta wonder
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| What I’m gonna do next |