| Heavyweight straps, no belt
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| Know this better than I know myself
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| Came up on that stolen wealth
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| Off grid, can’t show myself
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| Blame me for something I ain’t do
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| I let go myself
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| Feel like I’m barely hanging on to the top right now
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| And everybody wanting me to fall right now
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| Die if I get my dreams or I stop right now
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| They gon have to kill me, if they want the spot now
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| So much pain drop to my knees, talk to the father
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| This life it got me drained, I need some water
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| I ain’t stop I’ma keep on pushing harder
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| Leave me in the jungle I’ma come out harder
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| Check the news somebody died it’s just another day
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| Niggas out just squezin' but just not for lemonade
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| Chasing bands nigga I’ve got bills I got to pay
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| Chasing bands I’ll be damned if you get in the way
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| Bitches chasing fame they want me to
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| Bitches chasing fame but if I die my love is all I got
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| Came in solo, no help
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| Heavyweight straps, no belt
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| Know this better than I know myself
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| Came up on that stolen wealth
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| Off grid, can’t show myself
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| Blame me for something I ain’t do
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| I let go myself
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| Feel like I’m barely hanging on to the top right now
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| And everybody wanting me to fall right now
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| Die if I get my dreams or I stop right now
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| They gon have to kill me, if they want the spot now
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| Can’t ever make it so ain’t nothin sacred
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| Let you make a million then it’s two they takin
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| When the moneys gone then your life’s the payment
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| Now the ten you made is the time you’re facing
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| Wheels turning, I drive me crazy
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| Two in my cup, got two in my gut and now I feel amazing
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| Fuck with my life and yours is the price, you really wanna pay me?
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| Came up on that stolen wealth, we know that deaths the payment
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| Know it like I know myself and know they on the same shit
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| Never needed help, nobody thought I’d make it
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| Inherited nothing but fuck it, I love it
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| No ma to love or daddy budget
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| No property, no proper funding
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| Don’t act like I owe all or nothing
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| I dug my own grave and built mansions above it
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| So pray for my death I ain’t answering nothin'
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| I said I ain’t answering nothin'
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| Broke bitches chasin' fame, want they hands on what I got
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| Broke bitches chasin' fame but if I gave 'em what they want they’d call the cops
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| Came in solo, no help
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| Heavyweight straps, no belt
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| Know this better than I know myself
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| Came up on that stolen wealth
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| Off grid, can’t show myself
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| Blame me for something I ain’t do
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| I let go myself
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| Feel like I’m barely hanging on to the top right now
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| And everybody wanting me to fall right now
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| Die if I get my dreams or I stop right now
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| They gon have to kill me, if they want the spot now |