| I’ll take it there
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| Yeah
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| Back on road, realest shit that I wrote
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| Tap in the pedal, my nigga, here we go
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| I know some rap niggas that want me gone
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| Waitin' for me to slow down, keep dreamin'
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| Kinda like Rozay verse on Stay Schemin'
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| I ride for my niggas, dawg, please believe it
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| This verse should be etched in the cement
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| Niggas’ll do you dirty then play the victim, I seen it
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| My new shit drop, they dead from the neck up
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| Top of the key, it’s time to bar, check up
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| I do this shit for and BC
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| Real ones walk in the yard, that’s family
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| Look to the sky, prayin' that my blessings rain down
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| A better day is comin' any now
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| Both eyes while I watch for the fake smiles
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| Wish I knew that since the sandbox, since the playground
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| If I don’t work, we don’t eat, I gotta hustle
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| In the field, I should suit up for the turkey tussle
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| Feel like I’m liftin' boulders
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| But God give his toughest battles to his toughest soldiers
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| Back on road, realest shit that I wrote
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| Tap in the pedal, my nigga, here we go
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| I know some rap niggas that want me gone
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| Waitin' for me to slow down, keep dreamin'
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| Hey you’ve been working toward that dream
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| But here’s what I know
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| That that dream that you’re holding in your mind
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| That is possible
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| Waitin' for me to slow down, keep dreamin' |