| Momma working all day, I’mma pray to God
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| If I don’t make it in the world, please protect my mom
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| The pressure on a teenage man, I can understand
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| I just turned twenty myself, the world be a cold place
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| Yeah, life is real, but ain’t nobody see a life you feel
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| When I write I feel some kind of way that relates to real
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| So I understand how you feel
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| I’m a loner too, I’m online just to watch the news
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| And when I upload, I appreciate the views
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| Cause you don’t gotta watch me, you don’t gotta like me
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| So if you ride with me, shit, I’m riding for life."
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| I never had nobody that cared
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| Except a few close people everybody was scared
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| Because I didn’t know myself that particular time
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| That’s why I’m always writing rhymes and speaking my mind
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| I work every day, it’s a common goal
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| To keep my head right and buy my moms a home
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| The hustle don’t stop, the hustle don’t stop
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| I work every day, it’s a common goal
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| To keep my head right and buy my moms a home!
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| The hustle don’t stop, the hustle don’t stop
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| I failed so many times, I ain’t learn the lesson
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| Hope I’m not an example, hope you really see my message
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| I do this for my fam and everybody that respect it
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| But time fly fast and I’m feeling resentment
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| I don’t think I’m at my best I’m moving fifty percent
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| Five percent, ten, the other thirty five in the pen
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| My right hand made it if I’m thinking I win
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| But where I grew up, either you sink or you swim
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| So it’s crabs in the bucket, know you heard that phrase
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| But everybody got a chance to shower, then praise
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| So I’m tryin' to change the old way of thinkin, peep it
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| Wrote a book 19, I hope that Jesus reads it
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| A lot of people thought I’m dumb like an underachievement
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| Cause my grades wasn’t good, and I was smoking that reefer
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| But my mom said son, if you keep believing
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| You can be anything, just keep on breathing!
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| And I try to stay clean, but drugs is pain
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| This is something in my brain since a early age
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| And I’ll never fall off, but this is word to god
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| Ain’t nothin' promised in this life, Imma beat the odds
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| My momma struggle everyday just to keep her job
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| And don’t nobody understand what I go through daily
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| So if I’m lookin' kinda down, just salute the god
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| And root for me, cuz to really tell the truth, it’s hard
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| I’m writin' rhymes every day, it’s a gift from god
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| And if you listen to this rap, this is from my heart
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| Lil B for Lil Boss, I’mma beat the odds
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| And I’mma do the right thing, be the based-est god
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| I’mma beat the odds, Lil B |