| A longshot. |
| Yo, they said I was a longshot
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| And said it loud enough for me to hear
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| «He gon' flop. |
| He got skills but gon' flop
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| He won’t be around next year»
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| I wasn’t shocked. |
| Yeah, I was mad but wasn’t shocked
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| At being slept on by my peers
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| I never stopped, kept pushing, and never stopped
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| And now I’m the one still here
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| With no idea what these men talking ‘bout
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| Volunteering information laying on Vlad’s couch
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| Couldn’t keep silent, now visited by violence
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| On WorldStar, smacked in the mouth. |
| Huh
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| Hey bitches, if you’re gonna burn bridges
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| At least walk across before it’s burned
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| Instead, you light the match with gasoline on your pants
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| ‘Cause you haven’t learned to think long-term. |
| Now
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| The long game. |
| Always play the long game
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| Never for the temporary gain
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| The long game. |
| Always play the long game
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| Never lose your soul chasing fame
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| «That boy’s soft.» |
| They would say, «That boy’s soft
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| He wasn’t making music for the streets»
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| «Turn him off.» |
| They would always turn him off
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| Nobody want to hear him get deep. |
| «You're no
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| Boss.» |
| They would tell him, «You're no boss»
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| While he was writing checks to his peeps. |
| The whole
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| Cost. |
| He would cover the whole cost
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| And sacrifice so everyone could eat. |
| Huh
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| What do you do when worst comes to worst?
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| It’s evident to me that my people come first
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| You rob everybody so they don’t rob you first
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| Steal a glass of water, yet still die of thirst
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| There’s no future in praising the shooter while the
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| Victim’s still lying on the floor
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| But what’s sympathy when you end up in prison
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| Spending years washing somebody’s drawers? |
| Now
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| The long game. |
| Always play the long game
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| Never for the temporary gain
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| The long game. |
| Always play the long game
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| Never lose your soul chasing fame |