| It’s noisy off the set path
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| How can I make choices I’ve yet to discover we have?
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| Must need rehab
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| If you think you know me from the facets they show these folks to get money,
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| I gotta laugh
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| How funny it is you don’t realize the skill lies in knowing within the truth
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| there’s still lies
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| It’s called being civilized
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| But not to trivialize your belief in the semi-fictionalized
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| I am who you see
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| What you hear is part of me
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| But there’s so much more to me
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| So much more to be than just alive
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| A son, a brother, a husband, a father
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| But still can go even farther
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| Wish and will, can go harder
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| In that time, I went the hardest
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| More than this generic term «artist»
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| A reality smith, you love my craftsmanship
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| Because I craft some shit to make my people proud
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| And so I speak aloud, but not loud enough yet
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| Or as loud as I can get
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| They think I ain’t a threat
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| But all preconceived notions, I’ve arrived
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| To Offset
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| I was seventeen years old when I had you (When I had you)
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| Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you)
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| I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you)
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| Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you)
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| Jordan, sorry I wasn’t there for all your birthdays
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| I tried to hit, and I wasn’t rich, I had no workplace
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| My son, Kody, he three, rappin' already like me
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| Ridin' in the car, you don’t play me, then he gon' scream
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| Kalea, you my first, first daughter
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| I missed the first years of your life, I’m sorry
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| Tell the truth, I ain’t really know if I was your father
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| Tell the truth, I really don’t even know your mama
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| But I had to step up, my daddy had left us
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| Even though we gotta catch up, pray to God that he bless us
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| I’ma keep grindin' for my kids, never gon' let up
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| I’ma put the money up for y’all, I can’t be selfish
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| Had a baby as a kid, mama kicked me out
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| Had to go and hit a lick, tryna put food in your mouth
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| Then I got caught for the shit, in the pen when she pushed you out
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| Your mama tried to push me down, ain’t let me stay at the house
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| I was seventeen years old when I had you (When I had you)
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| Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you)
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| I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you)
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| Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you)
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| Jordan, sorry I wasn’t there for all your birthdays
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| I tried to hit, and I wasn’t rich, I had no workplace
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| My son Kody, he three, rappin' already like me
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| Ridin' in the car, you don’t play me, then he gon' scream
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| I’m a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold
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| Keep my past closed, 'member I ain’t had no dough
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| Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes
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| Not two, not three, all four, that’s all they know
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| Kulture, remind me of my grandma, feel like she is closer
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| Gotta thank your mama, she hold me like holsters
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| Gotta protect her from the world, I can’t even post her
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| Ups and downs in this fame, roller coaster
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| If I don’t ball, then everything 'round me fall
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| I’m prayin' to God to watch my kids, that’s my all…
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| I was seventeen years old when I had you (When I had you)
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| Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you)
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| I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you)
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| Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you)
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| Jordan, sorry I wasn’t there for all your birthdays
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| I tried to hit, and I wasn’t rich, I had no workplace
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| My son Kody, he three, rappin' already like me
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| Ridin' in the car, you don’t play me, then he gon' scream |