| We always have a choice
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| At least I think we do
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| Always tried so hard
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| I thought this to be true
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| Ashes to ashes, I’m in love with asses
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| How you chasing pussy but don’t see that money passing?
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| Pass, shoot, pow. |
| Would you answer if I asked you?
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| How long you think that silly living gonna last you?
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| And where you see yourself in like five years?
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| Time fly — you ain’t dealing with light years
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| Need a bright idea that’ll take me outa here
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| But misery brought my company
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| And I ask it what it want from me
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| My focus
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| It’ll eat up any ambition like locusts
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| I could never see myself bein' on that broke shit
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| Pry way down thinking «how'd I ever blow this?»
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| And them OGs know this
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| But we laugh when they approach us
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| Experience is the best coaches
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| So I’mma listen
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| Mouth shut and ears open
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| I’m doin things I did in nine-five in the Youtube era
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| I’m bent on camera, catchin all of my errors
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| Drunk sayin' things that I wouldn’t say normally
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| Disrespecting rappers that I adored enormously
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| It was me, but then it wasn’t me
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| A certain reason why these hoes only wanted me
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| Looking for the truth but it was right in front of me
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| Pound one-love but I wasn’t even loving me
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| Living like my head was on backwards
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| Good for me, now your ass is on back taxes
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| No role models
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| No practice
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| Niggas wiling out around me got your boy on the black list
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| Consider this verse like a soundtrack to my life
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| Down 3−1, can I bounce back?
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| No question, faith will lead you
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| People make mistakes
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| But mistakes make people
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| Yeah, I love hip-hop cause it gave me that outlet
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| To express things about me I ain’t figured out yet
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| Me and it got an unbreakable bond
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| Even when it’s down south, that’s my mothafuckin dawg
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| Brought me through the storm
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| Past all the hate
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| And no matter what it may, sure negate
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| Been through a lot on the grind together
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| Not just a president of the struggle
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| I’m a member |