| Blev
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| I seen the highs, I seen the lows
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| I done been in this position before
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| I done been backed down with no wage
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| I had to turn around and make it happen
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| I had to steer the ship like I’m a captain
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| I’m tryna minimize the distractions
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| Taking off like I’m ready for action
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| Like it’s my passion, on god
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| I had to bounce back nigga, I been down before
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| Elevated from the gutter, what the fuck do you know
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| Complications over money, it’s a struggle of course
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| Every turn, the people for a blue C-note
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| Funny how they turn they back on a nigga
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| They ain’t believe, they used to laugh at a nigga
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| Bright lights still attract them niggas
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| Inner circle getting smaller, I subtract them niggas
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| I feel like Da Vinci, I’m painting a picture, it’s elegant
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| I’ve just been driven, I’m finding a way
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| I been tryna make light of the negative
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| I been tapped into the zone too much
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| My pen got clutch, you niggas got stuck
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| Pressing your luck, tryna make more issues
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| Niggas 'bout as hard as Charmin tissue
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| Shooting my shot, shit sound like a missile
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| Aiming at the target that’s on your mental
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| Hitting up the passenger side of your rental
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| Rearrange your mindframe and your dental
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| I ain’t in a box, I broke the stencil
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| I’ve been an original dimension
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| I’ll never go back and forth or tit for tat
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| Below the standards that I’ve set, I must confess
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| Like a mental patient pace so patiently
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| Temperature, the highest of degree
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| Set my sights on more than what I seen
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| In the moment, I been feeling free
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| All that other shit is obsolete
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| I can not afford to pay the fee
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| I’ve been dealing with a lot of things
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| A nightmare not a dream
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| I had to bounce back nigga, I been down before
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| Elevated from the gutter, what the fuck do you know
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| Complications over money, it’s a struggle of course
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| Every turn, the people for a blue C-note
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| Funny how they turn they back on a nigga
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| They ain’t believe, they used to laugh at a nigga
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| Bright lights still attract them niggas
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| Inner circle getting smaller, I subtract them niggas
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| I had to bounce back, think of a concept
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| Hit the studio, cut it until I’m like bounce that
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| Chasing my dreams, bitch you caught in a mousetrap
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| This is a funeral, don’t you show up all confused when you see me in all black
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| Quarterback in the with the mop, you ain’t catching my bars when I throw 'em
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| and fall back
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| I been down for too long, could not break, was too strong
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| Niggas tried to push me out but I spawn
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| Came back bigger and better, a new form
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| I cannot slow, I grow my
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| To rip souls so deep and cause harm
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| Had to go off to put myself on
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| Step in that booth poof and transform
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| I don’t need to speak, that’s facts though
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| Niggas know I got lines, I crack yo'
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| triple my stats bro
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| like an obese fatso
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| I’m about to bounce like Shaq though
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| Once I get up, I’ll never look back no more, for sho
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| Won’t let 'em see me mad, can’t trust no hoe
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| Can’t never go back, no can’t go broke
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| When you down they neglect
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| When you up they disrespect
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| I’ve seen things that I can’t forget
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| The jump was quick to break your neck, to flex what they expect
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| In a pit but I can’t depend on friends are fake
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| And yeah, they’re based upon what you will spend
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| And then you lend and they forget
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| Then you help 'em and they do it again
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| I had to bounce back nigga, I been down before
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| Elevated from the gutter, what the fuck do you know
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| Complications over money, it’s a struggle of course
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| Every turn, the people for a blue C-note
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| Funny how they turn they back on a nigga
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| They ain’t believe, they used to laugh at a nigga
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| Bright lights still attract them niggas
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| Inner circle getting smaller, I subtract them niggas |