| Catch me with my head down workin
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| This ainʼt coming out until itʼs perfect
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| Donʼt propose a deal unless itʼs worth it
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| Iʼm supposed to kill it then we hearse it
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| Write, produce, perform it then rehearse it
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| Came for my flowers I will not return them
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| Never underestimate the vision
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| Ten years in it how could I forget it
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| I gotta motto, you know what it is
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| Always putting all money in
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| How you wanna eat when you wonʼt take hits
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| Gettin the bag involves so many risks
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| Came from a city where nothing much was different
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| Me and my team we were something to remember
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| Back in them days I would drop in December
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| Get out my way imma drop in the winter
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| No one ever taught me how to grind (Grind)
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| Leave it up to someone else
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| That would be a crime (Crime)
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| Cominʼ for my paper itʼs my time (Time)
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| Me Iʼm making my way up
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| Coming for whatʼs mine (Mine)
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| Keep it moving
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| 'nother day ends
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| Shake it off and we’ll try that again yeah
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| Never wanna sit and wine, no
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| Don’t let no one waste your time
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| Tunnel vision
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| Has it’s place but |
| Don’t get lost in your mind on the way, no
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| I won’t even entertain no-
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| Homies sitting and complaining
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| Cos you know you gotta shine
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| Go 'head shine your light
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| Only got one life, yeah
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| Baby go put in the time
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| (You know you gotta put in the time)
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| Open up your mind
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| Energy aligned
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| Yeah
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| No one ever taught me how to grind (Grind)
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| (No one ever taught me)
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| Leave it up to someone else that would be a crime, crime
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| (That would be a, that would be a crime)
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| Coming for my paper itʼs my time, time
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| (Baby its my time)
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| Me Iʼm making my way up
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Coming for whatʼs mine, mine
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| So if you donʼt respect the grind Iʼm asking you to stay in line
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| Donʼt need anybody else thatʼs gonna waste my time
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| Donʼt know if you understand this shit takes sacrifice
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| You didnʼt ask for my advice
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| But I ainʼt gotta say it twice- ooh |