| Look at me now, then look at me later.
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| They tell me that they love me,
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| but I know that they faking.
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| They see im gettin on,
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| so they conversatin.
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| But I dont really care for your conversation, see.
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| I pay attention to my momma statements,
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| she tell me that she tired…
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| Can’t wait till i make it,
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| she say she wanna house that’ll cost a lot.
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| And she tell me that im the only real chance she got,
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| so im thinkin bout that When im passin out,
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| mixtapes for free, I ain’t cashin out, and if somebody throw my shit down.
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| I pick it back up, I ain’t got shit to be emabarassed about
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| a nigga name catchin buzz.
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| People sayin im hot, but the way a nigga livin
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| you would think i’mma flop, for the past three summers.
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| I ain’t really live with my mother, shit.
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| I been goin house to house, how you think the shit feel.
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| When you ain’t got a job, and you hoping that your cousin won’t kick you out?
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| , you take anything you can get.
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| It’s like the world wanna eat you, swallow you,
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| and shit you out and.
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| All you really want is somebody to talk to.
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| Somebody thats real, somebody to heart you, somebody to feel you,
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| to help you get through, the shit that you go though,
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| and get to know the real you, feelin like mildew,
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| sittin inna same position, is waitin and hoping, they’ll listen
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| Eventually, they askin who the realist,
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| niggas knowing i’ll kill it, yeah you feel it, but.
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| You mother fuckers scared to mention me, they say he too young,
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| but they loving his energy, rarely in the lab
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| But you loving his chemistry, niggas getting offended,
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| and they tryna get rid of me, while im tryna get in,
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| and make it infinity, literally,
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| never take for granite your ability, it ain’t about talent,
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| it’s all about your energy, everything you go through, take those emotions,
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| put 'em inna pot…
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| Onna plate, thats devotion, we all wanna blow,
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| everybody wanna meal, nigga, this is not dro '
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| you can’t blow and chill, shit, you can’t chill and blow,
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| nigga this is real life, and.
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| The more that you grow, the more that they gone hate you,
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| im lettin you know, and I ain’t sayin im the best, but.
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| Im better then most, im not a rapper thats a nigga,
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| i’mma nigga that raps, so
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| When you compare me to them,
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| consider the facts… (like that) |