| My mindset readjusted, rhyme vet didn’t need a budget
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| Gettin' to be stubborn, type of niggas givin' me production
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| Had me feeling like I didn’t need a subject
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| Didn’t need the substance, just a bit jaded
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| Evaded risk taking now I’m thinkin' nothing of it
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| I been this patient, givin' to the public
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| My interpretation of the music I grew up
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| My determination got my money movin' upwards
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| Not enough for me to make it but at least it’s something
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| Speaking through the speaker, tryna keep from dumb shit
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| Reekin' from the reefer 'cause my peoples keep a blunt lit
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| Preconceived notions, most them weak assumptions
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| That’s the reason that I been feenin' to ether something
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| Why diss a few when I can teach and reach a dozen
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| I bet you skipped to 2 just to see if the beat was bumpin'
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| It’s Low Budget or nothing
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| Hook:
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em high this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em high this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual
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| I’m walking by faith like Big on his wedding day
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| On my second jay while a Otis Redding record play
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| Check the resume', I ain’t one of you draft picks
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| A playground legend that’s stressin' being a has been
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| In a industry where you only good as your last hit
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| And I never had hits so it didn’t surprise me
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| Same niggas that was behind me never mind me
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| Didn’t ride, switchin' sides quicker than an eye blink, I
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| Could’ve ignored them, low and behold a cosign more important
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| Recorded a song with Big Sean and Folarin
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| Now all of a sudden I’m flooded with them niggas callin'
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| They figured they could find me
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| When that call get declined, figured that I’m grimey
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| Middle fingers to them niggas kindly, that’s your beef
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| Astros fitted on, you know what they call me
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| Two N’s and two R’s, you niggas should applaud me
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| Hook:
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em high this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em high this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual
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| Look brother it’s real, low budget for real
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| Nights sleepin' on futons eatin' on lukewarm nuggets for meals
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| You make it rain 'cause you flooded with bills, I’m making change
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| Lookin' for a fair shot, niggas cut me a deal
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| My mailbox still flooded with bills, if they complain
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| 'Bout me taking so long making those songs
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| They can hold on, I’m just tryna give 'em something that’s real
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| 'Cause the pressure is on
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| Steady strive for perfection, they expecting the norm
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| Switched the style for a second, took a lesson from Born
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| Was gettin' loud for a second I was messin' with chron
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| But never fucked with no pills
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| You can say whatever you want, never front on my skill
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| One in a mill versus run of the mill, let’s speak on it
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| All it took was a blunt and some bill to get my brothers to build
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| They say they wanted that real, my team on it
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual
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| Say goodbye to the guy that you’re used to/two
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| Fingers in the sky get 'em this is crucial
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| And you can slide to the side if you’re used to
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| The same bullshit and the lies and the usual |