| To this life, I got accustomed, been through all the fuck-shit
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| Gotta keep it pushin', but that’s why I don’t trust shit
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| On my grind, I got right back into hustling
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| Ten toes high, I stand tall, I’m never stumbling
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| Always thought that I would make it, I just knew I would
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| Hustle harder and harder, patience, I just knew I could
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| Rap my ass off, nigga, it is true, I’m good
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| To be settlin', no, I am too high for it
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| I’m too high for that settling shit (Mm-hmm)
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| Yes, rap music, I’m peddling it (Mm-hmm)
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| I’m killin' hoes on some competitive shit (Mm-hmm)
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| West Coast culture, I’m embedded in it (Hmm)
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| And if you don’t respect my art, you don’t respect my heart (My heart)
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| In my career, I invest my all (My all)
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| Yes, it is true, you reject my calls (My calls)
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| Had the youngin' blues, I had to jet on my dawg
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| But I won’t let you kill my spirit
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| In my music, you gon' hear it
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| Won’t fade, I’m not disappearing
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| Put my pain all in my lyrics
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| To this life, I got accustomed, been through all the fuck-shit
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| Gotta keep it pushin', but that’s why I don’t trust shit
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| On my grind, I got right back into hustling
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| Ten toes high, I stand tall, I’m never stumbling
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| Complaining about my faults, it ain’t no good in that
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| Done been through it all, from the good and bad
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| When they push, I stand tall, I’m good at that
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| I knew this journey’d be hard, wish I would get mad
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| They wanna see me cry and break my spirit
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| So I stand high, point blank, period
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| The tears from my eyes just define I’m living
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| I push and I strive 'cause with time comes healing
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| I done been through it all, haven’t I? | 
| (Mm-hmm)
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| Had my back against walls, still, I fight (Mm-hmm)
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| What kinda message I’m sending if I let them stop me livin'?
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| I’m ten toes down with it, standing high (Hmm)
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| It ain’t no such thing as family in business (Business)
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| You make choices, and folks in they feelings (Feelings)
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| They speak behind your back, ain’t no facts when you mad
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| And for that, I do not show forgiveness (No)
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| No, I won’t let you kill my soul
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| I go hard to reach my goals
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| My old friends can be my foes
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| I still stand tall up on ten toes
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| To this life, I got accustomed, been through all the fuck-shit
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| Gotta keep it pushin', but that’s why I don’t trust shit
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| On my grind, I got right back into hustling
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| Ten toes high, I stand tall, I’m never stumbling
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| Complaining about my faults, it ain’t no good in that
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| Done been through it all, from the good and bad
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| When they push, I stand tall, I’m good at that
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| I knew this journey’d be hard, wish I would get mad
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| When they push, I stand tall, I’m good at that
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| When they push, I stand tall, I’m good at that
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| I knew this journey’d be hard, wish I would get mad |