| Yeah
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| We gon' let this shit rock
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| Hey
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| That’s the Cole hey from back in the day
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| Hey, yeah
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| Just a youngin' with a dream
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| Tryna get this money, yeah, I’m tryin' get this cream
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| Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I’m a fiend
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| Not one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean
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| Just a passion for pussy, I’m tryin' to get up in the spleen
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| This is my mentality rappin' at nineteen
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| Back in Maryland just tryin' to break out on the scene
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| Buyin' fake chains at the mall so girls be like «Ooh, he clean»
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| Daydreams that my life is like a movie scene
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| Sippin' liquor, puffin' green, so obscene
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| Ride around the city with my homies in a gat
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| We was lookin' for trouble, now where’s it at?
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| Paint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt
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| Even younger I was trippin' skippin' school writin' raps
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| Never on the road but on the roll like them craps
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| Check the facts
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| Endless rhyme books in my backpack
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| Like that, uh
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| I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure
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| Go figure, performin' at open mics wishin' I could go bigger
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| I was never in it for the money like a gold digger
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| Every time my daddy call me he be like, «Ayo nigga, where the money at?»
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| Yeah, that’s what he’d say, «Little boy, you know you know I saw you on a PJ
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| When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out?»
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| Always throw demands out, motherfuck a handout
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| All I ever wanted was a daddy
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| But that man priority was huggin' with a fatty
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| But I’m glad he did 'cause it made me who I am
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| Now I’m the man that I always wish he woulda been
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| And never started smokin' crack; |
| imagine just what could have been, damn
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| Always felt like somethin' it was missin'
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| Wish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishin'
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| But had no one there to listen
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| Now it feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time come
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| For my daughter and my son when the time come
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| Teach 'em 'bout they heritage and where they come from
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| Teach 'em 'bout they family history and then some
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| I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Bobby, don’t do it to 'em
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| You’re beautiful and you don’t gotta prove it to 'em
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| Come on, come on Bobby, you ain’t shit though
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| Why your personality be split though?
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| One minute it’s PLP, the next that shit be slit throats
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| Devil and an angel on my shoulder, that’s my conscious
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| Greatest rapper alive but never actin' Pontius
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| Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount
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| You ain’t better than nobody based on your dollar amount
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| Yeah, you’ve grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you never bougie
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| Nah, you never brand new, no it’s never who’s he
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| See, I hate when I get recognized
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| And while the fan is hypnotized
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| I’m approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize
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| «I don’t know who you are»
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| I reply «I'm a gentleman and a fuckin' rap star»
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| Put your lighters in the sky if you got 'em
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| This for anybody that feel like they at the bottom
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| Nobody to tell 'em they special, you know I got 'em
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| Nobody there to tell them they love them, well I got 'em
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| Uh, no matter where you go you gotta persevere
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| Ain’t no fuckin' around, ain’t no makin' a sound, no you just gotta murder the
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| fear
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| Yeah I’ve been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it
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| Fuck what I’m thinkin', it’s time to break out of it
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| Findin' myself in the thick and the debt of it
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| Had a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son
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| And I’m ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I’m livin' my life and
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| I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Uh, yeah)
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| People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Yeah)
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| People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
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| All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
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| I’ve been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy, ah) (Oh)
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| People come and go but I’ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo aye) (Like yeah)
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| People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo aye) (Yeah)
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| All I know is that I’m gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo aye) (Uh, yeah) |