| They say half of something is better then all of nothin'
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| I-I'd rather have nothin' than be a bitch
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| I seen grown men worship other grown men
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| And cater to that emotions in hopes of becoming rich
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| But it’s hard to believe when you perceive it from the bleachers
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| I witness it first hand, the first hand before it breaches
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| Niggas suck blood for that fortune and famed
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| Forcin' the blame, but the thing is that they need it more then the leeches
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| So here’s an example of what the premise is
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| Star-studded occasion, I’m on the premises
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| Ball players and models, bottles of brown
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| He calls 'em around cause he’s addicted to what the image is
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| The more you deny is like the more it shows
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| Have you noticed that rich niggas have the poorest souls
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| You can’t ignore it, explore it or even scoff
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| But regardless how you spin it to people, you still lost
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| You still lost, regardless how you see it my nigga is your lost
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| Yeah, yeah, feeling like my life is about to change
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| Feeling like nothing gonna be the same aah
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| Nothing is what it seems
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| Chasing my dreams
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| Some people don’t see a house until after it’s built
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| Some people will buy shit if you wrap it in silk
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| Some people don’t understand the respect that you demand
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| Until you say fuck ém all. |
| Then your passion is felt
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| Other folks, smother hope and re-package they greed
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| And try to sell you back to you when they think you naive
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| Other folks sell it dream while plotting no other scheme
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| Throw a guilt trip on you when they think you might leave
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| I admit I was peeved, but honestly I believe
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| Every action has a purpose to the surface i heave
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| And the baggage accumulated and too soon that they perceive
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| What I do is a threat, don’t wanna se me succede
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| Don’t wanna see me excel than let them ball it
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| But I couldn’t just leave see I was large in that
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| Niggas wanna subtweet but that ain’t hard to detect
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| But I rather be me than the facade that you rep
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| See I rather be me than the facade that you rep
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| Niggas wanna subtweet but that ain’t hard to detect
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| Feeling like my life bout to change uh
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| Feeling like nothing gonna be the same now
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| Nothin' is what it seems, chasing my dreams
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| Tell the person your dreams and they defer it
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| Tell the person your green and they prefer it
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| Tell the person you reconsider the scope
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| But what they spoke will be the truth and they prove is whether they blur it
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| And ain’t funny how people have an affect on you
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| Interfere so their inner-fears project on you
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| Any opportunity giving they try to step on you
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| When it happens, you happy cause now it’s less on you
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| Free to pursue your dreams without strings
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| Cause you could be rich even without things
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| Accustomed to customizing a life that you knew was never right
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| Now you pray just to get out clean
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| So put your pride on some sabbatical
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| There’s not a personal on Earth that’s infallible
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| Never thought that these words was this powerful
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| Make 'em pay they ever doubt on you
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| Don’t wanna get in this place
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| Lost in the crowd, blendin till im obsolete
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| If I just fade to grey and leaving no trace
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| Might as well be an extincy
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| I try to say, what I’m trying to say
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| Don’t wanna lose my way
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| What I’m trying to say
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| Don’t wanna lose my way
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| Don’t wanna lose my way
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| Don’t wanna lose my way
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| I don’t wanna lose my way for you, for you |