| Worn out of racks, growin up fast
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| Dreamin of Jack, late nights on the ave
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| Bumpin Outkast, let’s take em back to the past
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| Let’s take em back to the past
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| As a fetus I had the genes of a genius
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| One of a kind, hand stitched like Nemetes
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| No leaders, pleading that God need us
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| Existent was non-existent, the Lord dreamed it
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| In the belly of it all, I just wanted to play ball
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| Blow like napalm, every nigga around had the vision of Ray Charles
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| My best friend was best friends with er and all
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| Getting ready for school, watching Cartoon Network
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| Mama said turn the TV off and get dressed first
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| Navy blue uniform, pants and dress shirt
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| 6th grade, plotting how to triple my net worth
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| Life’s a bitch but they never did warn us
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| Early mornings, going to class, see my friends on the corners
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| Moralists, gold chains for ornaments
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| Watch niggas go from part 1 to the choralists
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| If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
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| And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
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| Past old reminisce, going on top
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| Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
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| If I had a dollar and a dream in the winds I’ll fly away
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| Me against the world, only when the life came by today
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| Sometimes all day I’ve been forgot, getting away
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| I close my eyes and see myself so far away
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| Now they’re feeling the destiny’s in my ball court
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| In there playing with my team and we all for it
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| Rookie of the year, dominant sophomore
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| I’m just tryna improve myself, evolve more
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| Come into contact with women of all sorts
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| When it come to greatness I never fall short
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| Picture me flying down with you in a Panamera,
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| That’s a Panameric, counting bread like dinero
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| If I could, I wouldn’t sleep on my mama coach
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| Lake Falls, get a crib as big as Obama house
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| Quick to find a route, every girl tonight dialing out
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| Black car, no limit to my amount, yo
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| Wise beyond years, like I read poems
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| Life changed but my mom made me do songs
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| Never was ashamed, couldn’t tell me I never will be 'cause I’m still me
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| If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
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| And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
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| Past old reminisce, going on top
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| Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
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| If I had a dollar and a dream in the winds I’ll fly away
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| Me against the world, only when the life came by today
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| Sometimes all day I’ve been forgot, getting away
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| I close my eyes and see myself so far away |