| Fuck your opinion, I was doin' good without it
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| I been livin', I been mindin' my business
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| If you don’t fuck with it, don’t listen
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| If you don’t like the smell then get the fuck out the kitchen
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| We cookin' soul food
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| The game different, you still livin' by the old rules
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| What I look like followin' fools that don’t move?
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| How you tell somebody not to go and live they own truth?
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| You can’t please everybody
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| Too afraid to disappoint anybody
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| Proceeded to disappoint everybody
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| The truth is they don’t know shit
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| They tryna fuck with you 'cause they ain’t sure of they own shit
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| But when you goin' strong
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| They watchin' and they gon' front like they fucked with you all along
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| Like they knew you had it and they believed in you way before
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| In that moment you just gotta accept it and move along
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| And pat yourself on your back for staying up on your course
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| «It's a marathon», Nipsey said
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| I remember rappin' «Palm Tree» for 50 heads
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| Smokin' sour diesel on a city ledge
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| Now I’m tryna do the same shit for my real life
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| Trust my gut more, give a fuck what you feel like
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| Love the one I love, make babies if I want
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| Write a song 'cause it’s fun and go strong 'til I’m done
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| Do good for my young, take life as it comes
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| Laugh loud when I’m drunk, have a good life, yeah |