| Aye! |
| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Prime time over grind game over times up
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| Played my cards dealt my hand ain’t really no room for luck
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| Either you got it you don’t
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| Lie to yourself if you want
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| I put my team on my back
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| Did what I could with what I had
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| Now I be all in my bag
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| Copy and paste wit the swag
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| But you cant do it like me
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| All my winnings on repeat
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| Take yuh L like a boss
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| Stand ten toes on yuh feet
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| I could never take a lost
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| I ain’t set up for defeat
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| Forgiot’s on the truck
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| I had a dream and it stuck
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| Living my life cause we up
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| Looking back like where the love
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| That’s why I be hella low key
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| But contrary to belief
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| Loyalty runs deep
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| I keep my ear to the streets
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| The struggle turned me to a beast
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| I’m off the chain I’m of the leash
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| But Baby girl I play for keeps
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| Told my brother lately I been scheming
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| Against all odds like Willy Beamin
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| I been grinding lately this my season
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| Lord knows I’m trying to find my reason
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| Lay it all on the line ain’t no looking back
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| Give it my all wit no strings attached
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| Came from the bottom rose through the cracks
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| Spot light on you so how you gone act
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| Aye! |
| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Ain’t it crazy how dem tables turn
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| You can fold you can stand firm
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| I’ma real on so I ain’t concerned
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| I’m fully built for this life
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| I think I earned all my stripes
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| I don’t believe all the hype
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| Get back on my feet and get right
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| Watch me work watch um hate watch um lurk can’t relate watch me skurt
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| Out the mud out the dirt
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| Above the water
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| In the murks
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| Out the gate on site
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| Rare breed rare type
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| Set the bar take flight
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| Yea!
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| I be grinding since a youngin
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| They told me my timing was coming
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| I been hustling wit no funding
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| Forget all the fame get the money
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| I’m out in LA where sunny
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| I been eating since a youngin
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| Since we ain’t have food in our tummy
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| The life was living ain’t funny
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| But you can not take nothing from me
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| Put that on my mama my daughter
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| My cousin my brotha I’ll show ya
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| Way better than I can tell you
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| The type of dreams that they sell you
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| That’s why I learn from my failures
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| Don’t do the handouts or the favors
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| Told my brother I’ma get this paper
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| What’s left behind I’ll see it later
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| To keep it real you don’t need to wait up
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| Lay it all on the line ain’t no looking back
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| Give it my all wit no strings attached
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| Came from the bottom rose through the cracks
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| Spot light on you so how you gone act
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| Aye! |
| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go
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| I remember sleeping
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| With my ribs touching
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| Now I get and go
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| Now I get and go |