| I ain’t got no ego I’m the voice of the people
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| Started as zero, in the hood they say
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| The chance of us getting out
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| Is the size of a peepo
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| As bad as I wanted to eat though
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| I would never go freeload
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| Tryin' to run rap, we swore
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| Niggas on my dick deep though
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| Jealousy is the cancer you niggaz need chimo
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| Dope shit, kilo that shit that niggaz hold to own
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| Kill shit don’t be no hero
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| Bruce Waynes die over loose chain
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| Be the like who say when the truth came
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| Point blink I’m the shit you a poor stain
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| Get only at the top with a few chains
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| Look, you wanna be wreched and lonely
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| Your broken friends will live both the peers
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| Pay 'em more to show, I know
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| When I started out I wanted to blow dough with friends
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| Perception is a weapon had your homeboys second guessing
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| But in that is a lesson don’t make a friendship in investment
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| And that’s real
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| (Hook)
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| We on now running past the stop sign
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| You better keep yours, 'cause you know I got mine
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| Late nights, early mor’s
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| Rap life, I'm letting 'em know what we own
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| (Verse)
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| I spend every minute on getting on
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| So if you thought I was quit, wrong
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| Timeless test when my mind is young
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| And I was fifteen minutes long
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| I’m trying to steal these charts
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| Saw pinacle as a criminal
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| It’s from Rosies at the Grammys
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| Did your name come out of that envelope
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| 'Cause it’s torture trying to live out the fruits of your label
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| But can’t make it to the arching
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| Patience is a virtue, so don’t force it and force it
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| I get lost like I’m law enforcement
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| To get my fortune 'cause being broke is torment
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| They say time is money
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| That’s why I put every minute, every second in recording
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| To come so far that you can’t turn back
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| And wouldn’t turn back even if you could
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| Took my time when I wrote these raps
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| Now I think back on the time it took
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| I feel trapped who to change these locks
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| Got this mic so the world just watch
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| Is what it is and you can’t be shot
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| You wanna be your own now the ship won’t stop
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| Gave my all and as she handed
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| Never once paniced, times I was feeling abandoned
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| So when he fanned that I got, I don’t take it for granted
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| You get everything you want, but it’s never how you planned it
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| Know where you tryin' to go before you blow
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| A lost mind end up stranded
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| (Hook)
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| We on now running past the stop sign
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| You better keep yours, 'cause you know I got mine
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| Late nights, early mor’s
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| Rap life, I'm letting 'em know what we own
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| (Verse)
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| Look, so little time to do it all
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| What if I call I know she ready
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| Time zone on time zone I know it’s fast
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| Richard Perry, let me take you to a place
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| Where you can break with all eleven
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| Get in through more minutes you only see
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| Photos like a brass sky, lights be flashing
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| People be asking and all this shit you seem to know
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| Shots of passion, know what happened
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| If when out the story’s told, what
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| Take it back, you never thought how far that you would go
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| Alchool for therapy oh yes we ventured that Patrone
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| This is all see I’m just fresh as I can be
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| I’m like the ripest of the tree
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| Yes I’m so fly I view the sky
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| As I probably can of peas
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| And I don’t lust 'em I don’t trust 'em
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| They always asking can we be
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| Take that as compliments, it comtemplate
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| It’s after who I be see
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| I just wrote the verse how I see
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| In my zone with a stressed on be
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| I’m so related and over hated
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| That all alone is the best relief
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| I know just what they want
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| So am I wrong for that advantage steady
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| Living in the moment so I can’t even understand it
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| (Hook)
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| We on now running past the stop sign
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| You better keep yours, 'cause you know I got mine
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| That’s real life, do what I feel like
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| Feel whatever I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| Late nights, early mor’s
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| Rap life, I'm letting 'em know what we own
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| (Outro)
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| 'Cause you know I got mine
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| Do what I feel like
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| Only if it feel right, uh
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| Late nights, early mor’s
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| Rap life, I'm letting 'em know what we own |