| You and I, we've been through a lot together
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| And I look back and I just, uh, I appreciate all the times that...that we had together, you know?
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| I remember just goin' down in my room and, you know, dealin'... tryna deal with some things
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| And you've always been there for that
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| Always, just me and you
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| You and I been best friends, ever since I was a young kid
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| Everything we did, where has time went?
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| Got a lot of years comin' up ahead of us and ever since we met
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| I knew we'd get somewhere, but the fact is I ain't really, I ain't really know when
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| I don't really know how either, but I can feel the goosebumps, my skin writin'
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| And I've been waitin' for the moment, you and I can make it happen
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| Lot of people think we ain't gonna make it rappin'
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| I ain't got a problem with 'em though, they don't even matter
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| We ain't lookin' for the people tryna say that we the baddest
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| No, I never liked that
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| Came a long way, never did it for the money
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| We ever make it big, I'ma give it to the family
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| Lookin' back now everything is lookin' funny
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| You and I in the room writin', up late when the mood strikes us
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| We don't care if they do like us
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| Writin' songs for the haters we ain't even got yet
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| Freestylin'? |
| Somebody turn the mic up
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| Talkin' 'bout things we don't really understand
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| Talkin' 'bout things we don't really comprehend
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| Me and you tryna get it, we ain't quittin' 'til the end
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| Now I'm standin' on stage tryna give it to the fans, yah!
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| We took that karaoke machine from my room and, uh, we put it up to the CD player and played the instrumentals
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| And, man, we've come a long way
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| A long way
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| I made a lot of mistakes, you've been there for the whole thing
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| Help me with the drama
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| Rappin' in the car outside daily
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| We don’t care if it’s the winter, we don’t care if it's the summer
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| I remember writin' raps with the curse words
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| I just wanna hear it, seems like everybody does it
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| Did it for awhile wasn't into all the cussin'
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| Tried to find who I was, bein' everything I wasn't, real life, yeah!
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| Got a lot of anger, you know where I'm at, put it all over the pages
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| And wrote it into raps, said that we could be amazin'
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| If I give us a chance now I'm lookin' round like yeah, look at where we at
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| Look at where we at now, we ain't made it yet
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| But they can hear us in the background comin'
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| Some are gonna hate it, some are gonna love it
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| I'ma put it in His hands and let God do the judgin', yeah
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| Remember me and you, always had you in the backpack
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| Took you into school writin' on you like it's nothin', a lot of people in the room
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| See me scribble on a page but they ain't got a clue, nah, they ain't got a clue
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| We at the beginnin'
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| Hopin' someday you and I can say we made it and we did it
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| You ain't nothin' but a notepad to me, who you kiddin'?
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| I'm just runnin' out of space, I'll be back in a minute
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| Turn the page, homie
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| You know what’s crazy is
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| This just started as somethin' that was an escape for us, you know?
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| And now I look around and there’s a lot of people out there goin' through the same things, you know, we've been through
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| Now this music we write is actually makin' an impact, it’s crazy
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| (Oh oh, oh oh)
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| (Oh oh, oh oh)
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| (Oh oh, oh oh)
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| (Oh oh, oh oh)
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| NF Real Music |