| This all started with a notebook that I was supposed to be writing notes in
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| I was more concerned 'bout the lyrics I was composin'
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| Nobody believed I could do it I had to show them
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| Just a young kid but I knew that I was the GOAT then, yeah
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| 2012 I recorded my first demo off a iPod Touch and a Ace Hood instrumental
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| I knew, that I had something special
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| I talked to God and I told him to use me as a vessel
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| So I could get to, the people that was left on the sidelines
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| The ones who don’t feel like following everyone’s guidelines
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| The people that wanna create
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| People that follow their dreams
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| People that never give up, no matter how hard it seems
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| Y’all just like me
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| I was told that I was foolish
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| I was told that all the work I was doing was useless
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| (Prechorus: Kaleb Mitchell)
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| But I mapped the vision out then I stuck to it
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| You either make it happen or sit back and make excuses
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| Now I’m halfway there, yeah
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| (Chorus: Marissa Jerome)
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| Don’t trip
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| Baby let your hair fall down
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| Know that it gon' all work out
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| Just keep grinding when in doubt |
| You know its about to rain so hard, forget the drought
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| Cuz, you’re halfway there
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| Baby you know
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| You’re halfway there
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| You’re halfway there
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| (Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell)
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| Let me take you back to 2013
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| Every single day I’m up in the lab
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| Plottin' on how to take over the world
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| I was tryna give it all that I had
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| Lost a lot of people over the years
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| But never lost my day ones
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| If you wasn’t there when it was dark out
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| You won’t be there when my day comes
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| Freestyle after freestyle after mixtape after mixtape
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| Lotta people don’t work this hard, but Imma do whatever it takes
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| Open mic after open mic
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| Man I swear to God they don’t know the grind
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| Friday night you was going out
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| I was in my room going over lines
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| Man its just the difference when it come to the hunger
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| They be talking but they don’t really want it
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| They be talking but they don’t really want it
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| I’m in the game and Imma play til' the buzzer
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| I do this here for my mother
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| I do this here for my family
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| I do this here for the people
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| I do this here for the Lord |
| I do this here for my sanity
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| In no particular order
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| Just remember Mitchell one of the realest to do it
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| It ain’t no fabrication or exaggeration
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| This my life put to music, yeah
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| (Prechorus: Kaleb Mitchell)
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| I mapped the vision out then stuck to it
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| Either make it happen or make excuses
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| And now I’m halfway there, yeah
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| (Chorus: Marissa Jerome)
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| Don’t trip
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| Baby let your hair fall down
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| Know that it gon' all work out
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| Just keep grinding when in doubt
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| You know its about to rain so hard forget the drought
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| Cuz, you’re halfway there
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| Baby you know
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| You’re halfway there
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| You’re halfway there
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| (Verse 3: Marissa Jerome)
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| So grab hold your feelings
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| You know you 'bout to get it
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| Got that drive to get it done before the sundown
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| Nobody couldn’t stop you from a touchdown
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| Everyone knows
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| How far you’re gonna go
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| You’re halfway there |