| I remember all the days I wished I fit in
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| Look back and wished I listened
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| Now it’s taxing to be different
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| I remember all the pain I thought I lived in
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| And on the cool it’s kinda trash how they glorified the ignant
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| I’ve been working on my habit of rapping 'bout how I’m rapping
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| Tryna change my bracket tryna change my understanding
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| Watch my mouth before they watch me in that wooden onesie
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| In a jacket that I got in way to early to be comfy
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| I’m tryna change my rhythm
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| Learning how I lifted so I can carry me different
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| I’m tryna reroute my system like I just might pay attention
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| And hold 'em tight before those arms decide to let me go
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| Go figure I would traffic all these habits to a metronome
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| So don’t pick up all the late calls
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| Just wait let 'em end cause I hate y’all, wait
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| My goals richer but my same watch
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| Tells the time and I’m tryna just to take charge, yeah
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| Don’t know how to wait it out
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| But it’s all good in the end if I’m still my mommas favorite child
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| Wanna be famous now-
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| But it’s tragic so I’ll wrap up all these habits til I have it
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| No more speaking matter of factly
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| That’s what people have them teachers for
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| Life’s whooping my ass, I guess I’ll read the score
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| I know my friends have my back, I guess I might have to pass
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| They’ll throw the oop and I’ll be gliding like a UFO
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| Why you ain’t shoot that four? |
| (pause)
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| Word, if we winning guess I should do that more
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| Know when I’m in then haters’ll wish it was them that scored
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| Cause I’ll be winning MVP
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| Before they realize they the people who I stayed there for-
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| The city don’t care no more
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| So don’t hit me back I’ll hit you first
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| Something new that I’m doing while I’m changing up the music, yeah
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| You ain’t knew it why you ain’t say those words
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| Otherwise join the crowd getting loud going stupid, yeah
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| And I love it, swear, I need it, mm, they got it, mm, I want it
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| Oh I know the future’s coming so if you really wanna
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| You can help me break these habits yeah
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| Something crawling through my skin all these words go through my veins
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| Like it’s magic yeah
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| Watch me grow a couple inches in the next couple years
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| This stuff happens yeah
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| The person that I know that I could be
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| Is the person that I’ll be when I
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| Kick these habits then |