| Gotta go all the way the fuck out this year
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| All the way the fuck out this year
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| Straight to the top, let them know I’m here
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| Oh you headed to the top? |
| Yeah, way up there
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| I could barely pay my lights now I got a chandelier
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| Never listen to the people saying life’s not fair
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| Shit, I don’t even let them get close to my air
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| All my energy became my peers, aye
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| All my energy became my peers, oh
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| Said I had a vision, really had a vision
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| Know this shit was written from the beginning
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| Now I’m really about to go and make a pivot
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| Yup, that’s right, I did it from the start to the finish
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| I could do this in my sleep, on the track, I’m dreaming
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| Had to make a difference, had to change the way I’m living
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| Had to show my parents as a kid I wasn’t kidding
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| I’m feeling so terrific, should’ve been on my birth certificate
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| I make this music for the kids, tryna get their mind right
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| Look what time’s like, get that sad shit up off my timeline
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| Top 5, dead or alive, you cannot stop my shine
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| You can try but I’ma be alright
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| Yeah let’s take em way back to the place that I came from Minnesota
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| Where the air the coldest
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| Everybody told me I was hopeless and they were right
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| I got no hope, I notice, I could be the dopest
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| I could be the one to bring the picture back in focus
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| I could write an Opus, I could a locust
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| I could be the one to conquer all those that control us
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| Fuck everything they told us, I could be the boldest
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| I could be the one who
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| I could be the one that never quit till I get the world to notice
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| Or the one that disappears so quick
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| Everybody on their back from the gutter
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| Some look up to the stars
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| Don’t know why we lie to each other
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| Instead of in each other’s arms
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| Try to shoot em' down with a peace sign
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| Bounce back twice as hard
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| Now we gotta fight em with three eyes
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| Maybe third time’s a charm
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| Oh we back? |
| Alright
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| Hocus pocus, thought I was bogus
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| Till they saw me rap on Power 106
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| Freestyle so sick thought that I wrote it
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| My mouth open, they was like, «Oh shit»
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| Get 'em on the phone, find out if his soul is
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| On the market for a platinum and golden
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| That’s when picked up the phone and told them
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| I thought you got a big enough signing bonus
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| Know this flow is, priceless
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| Wouldn’t trade it for an iced up wrist
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| Homie, all that really tell you is the time it is
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| Homie, all that I can tell you is that I’m timeless
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| Every time the clock tick I get more legit
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| Not talkin' 'bout the big hand
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| So just imagine what I can do it in a minute
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| D-d-damn, I don’t get it, what’d you do
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| I’ll admit it, I just put on a clinic
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| Of how to eat a beat without a gimmick
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| How to rap about the life you really living
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| How to get in front of cameras and critics
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| And really spit a verse that wasn’t written
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| But you forgive it 'cause I been in that position
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| Used to practice in my kitchen for the one that I be sittin' next to
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| Had the beat in the morning, NYC
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| Turn five fingers of death and left two fingers peace
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| And I’m cool
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| This that incense lit, 1970 shit
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| You finna feel me baby
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| We gonna give them something to talk about Jack
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| I just had a flashback to when they all laughed at
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| Every single track that I dropped, but I never stopped
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| May have took a loss, but I never been afraid to pay the cost
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| Never been afraid to break laws, I’m my own boss
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| That should be obvious, yup so obvious
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| Try to copy my songs, get straight knocked off
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| I’m just tryna help 'cause I know y’all lost
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| It’s a god damn shame that this beat cut off |