| I’m on my own now, oh
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| Picking up the pieces, I did it for a reason
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| I’m on my own now, oh
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| It’s for the people, I got them fiending
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| I got what you want
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| Yea I got you, I got you, I got you
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| I got what you want
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| Yea I got you, I got you, I got you
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| Busted, disgusted and looking ugly is how I was 'posed to feel when I left the
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| label I fucked with
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| Niggas thought I was bluffing 'til Kutty up and did something
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| Be damned if I stuck around and get treated like I was nothing
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| Especially since I been around before this label was torchin'
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| Started out in the basement creating dancing moves on the porches
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| Before this shit became a job we was humble and all enjoyed it
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| Definitely before the distance between us and making Forbes list
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| I had a revelation, Kutt I don’t think they hear you
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| I finally see my future, Strange Music wasn’t in it
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| I got down on my knees and asked the Lord for forgiveness
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| He brought me out the darkness with a whole new beginning
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| Now, now I got my label in tact and who got my back is who matters
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| Back with a vengeance, I’m in this, plus dissolving the chatter
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| I’m 'bout my business, these middle fingers to all who done fathom
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| Me falling off without Strange, I tell them all when they asking
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| Never did they give a nigga a reason to leave a brother out in the cold
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| When it came to voicing opinions, get it off of your chest I was told
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| So went a couple songs with the meaning, made a lot of people question my growth
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| With the label I’m with now the meaning was the number one motive they chose
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| Okay, let that be the reason, those false allegations got old
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| If you ain’t man enough to man up, you stand up with a hand up your ass and get
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| told
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| What to do, what to say, what to wear, who to talk to so damn passive it shows
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| Wonder how a nigga losses respect, it ain’t hard when you ain’t in control
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| And I’m a rebel, refusing to show alliance
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| Resisting any authority, known to react to violence
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| Record exec’s are flustered, can’t hush him or keep him quiet
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| Cause a phoenix rise from the ashes, new life is after you die (feel me)
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| I got my head on, if you’ve ever been led on
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| Thinking something it’s not, well then I’m that nigga to bet on
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| Peep the weakness it’s sorted, I packed my bags and I set on a mission to bring
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| the truth to the light and tell you what Mel on, nigga
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| So since I left it’s been on me, to do it, all by my lonely
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| I’m the truest, artist you gon' see out on four sides of the country
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| I put in fourteen plus years in this, know a little something about business
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| Plus them connects I got will blow your mind
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| And it ain’t got shit to do with spittin' this here
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| This shit come easy, better ask the last one I was rocking with 'bout how I
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| thread the needle
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| Cut from my own cloth, now I’m my own boss and that’s why Melvin lethal
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| I got they noses wide open, I tried to tell you people
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| The biggest statement you can make is never sell your freedom
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| Reality TV, mixtape, full length album, EP
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| Black Gold E-N-T got he and she and everybody else caught on the weekly
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| I handle it all discreetly, lining my ducks in a row
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| No people would hate to see me piling the bucks as I go
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| So I stack 'em to death, despite of what happened I’m stressed
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| Free doing business, what you can’t see the closed caption projects
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| Now just follow the story, witness me bring it along
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| Bet once it’s over you’ll be singing this song |