| Things don’t always go the way you want, it’s alright, it’s alright
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| You’ll fall down a million times but just keep on tryin', keep on tryin'
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| Just figured I’d snap, these echelon artisanal raps
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| I guess it’s safe to say the villain is back
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| I had to dip in my bag, put up the cash 'cause niggas wouldn’t go half
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| Still independent 'cause I did all the math
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| As I subtract from the pack, the journey I’m on, yeah it’s all for the path
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| The scenic route, the round-a-bouts, I pray to God I don’t crash
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| Could lose it as quick as I got it, thankful for what I have
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| I wanted more than what I saw, man my vision is brash
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| Plastic bag past, throw that shit in the trash
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| Breaking the mold and the ceiling, nigga’s cracking the glass
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| Making the most of what I got, my motive’s more than just cash
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| All I can do is give it all that I have, well in fact it’s just that
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| It’s safe to say this shit is more than just tougher
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| Throw in the towel, call it quits, feel like I might give up
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| Rejection’s all they handing out, my skin is not that thick
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| In solitude, I just feel like shit
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| Nigga I must admit, I’m tryna come up with a plan of action
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| What do you do when nothing’s working, you can’t make it happen
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| Progression’s stagnant, taking shots, it’s like I’m barely standing
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| All this pressure I can barely manage, I can’t understand it
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| Things don’t always go the way you want, it’s alright, it’s alright
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| You’ll fall down a million times but just keep on tryin', keep on tryin'
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| I can’t keep dealing with these setbacks, breaking down to rebuild
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| I’m playing the field, playing my role, praying that these wounds heal
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| This shit can make you cold inside, love don’t live here
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| They tell me keep my head held high, you gon' get there, but I feel
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| It’s safe to say this shit is more than just tougher
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| Throw in the towel, call it quits, feel like I might give up
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| Rejection’s all they handing out, my skin is not that thick
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| In solitude, I just feel like shit
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| Nigga I must admit, I’m tryna come up with a plan of action
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| What do you do when nothing’s working, you can’t make it happen
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| Progression’s stagnant, taking shots, it’s like I’m barely standing
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| All this pressure I can barely manage, I can’t understand it |