| Yo Power, this a really great beat
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| Oh, yeah, yeah, oh
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| 'Til I’m gone, 'til I’m gone, 'til I’m gone
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| God speed that the type of timing I’m on
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| Hey, yeah
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| New blessings, new lessons, see it every day
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| Fuck the stressin' and depression, gotta meditate
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| Feel the essence, it’s evolving as I elevate
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| Here’s a toast to our promise, Pro-ties let’s celebrate
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| More life, I ain’t talkin' 'bout that Drake shit
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| It’s your right to be on the way to greatness
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| It all started in my Grandmama basement
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| Who woulda known it be history in the making?
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| I know I did, always had faith in my dreams and my ideas
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| Hard to play safe when you comin' from where I live
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| Life ain’t what it seems until you open up your eyelids
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| Now we chillin' on islands
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| Cool, breezy jet-skis with my niggas wildin'
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| Wakin' up on beaches, sippin' piña coladas
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| Havin' psychedelic convos, starin' at the cosmos, uh
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| 'Til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone), 'til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone)
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| That I’m on (That I’m on), that I’m on (That I’m on)
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| Keep ascendin' and progressin', look-
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| It ain’t nothin', some blacks born nowhere, uh
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| I’m goin' away from my city to the Havanas
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| Ascension an understatement, I tell 'em to give me room
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| The concrete roads turn into a black petun'
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| And that’s word to the Cap', I relapse when I’m in tune
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| Keep it explosive, the West will feel the boom
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| 'Til I’m crossin' every continent, soarin' off my accomplishment
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| Mowed a lawn full of serpents, I ain’t frolicking wit' ya'
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| A different kind of a nigga, might take the time to react
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| 'Cause you thinkin' you bigger but you’ve been bitter in fact
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| I feel the hate when you talkin', speakin' on shit that I lack
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| Like why he ain’t slingin' dope? |
| Then giving me the attacks
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| But fuck the tabloids and gossip, God sent me to show a few
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| Niggas on the come up, I’m guidin' them from the overview
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| Learn a thing from a pro or two, we been grindin'
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| Rollin' up on beaches, prayin' for peace for my brothers
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| I need my kin shinin'
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| 'Til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone), 'til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone)
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| That I’m on (That I’m on), that I’m on (That I’m on)
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| Keep ascendin' and progressin', look- (Fly!)
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| This remind me of the better days
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| When we slid that little Ceasar pot eleven ways
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| No-one else would have much dope if I had debt, I pay
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| Now we in tux’s, eatin' lobster and it’s January
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| I, myself, I started rappin' in the seventh grade
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| Then I met most of the Pros in the eleventh grade
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| First was sessions at my Dad’s house when he gettin' laid
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| Always passionate, I knew we’d do something great
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| All of my experiences make me love life
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| Thankful to be here but ain’t fuckin' with these bug bites
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| Would never trade the snow at home for all the sunshine
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| Our ladies drinkin' wine I think they tryna unwind
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| We even had our own chef, I swear the fish was so fresh
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| Of all the trips I’ve been on, this had to be the dopest
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| Was smokin', shroomies to release all the endorphins
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| Water was so clear, I saw some dolphins
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| Pranced across the ocean with our girlfriends
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| Almost had one overboard when ridin' 'gainst the current
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| Drifted for a bit but now we movin' in cahoots
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| Some Pro stay they ass on land and some was cruisin' in canoes (Fly!)
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| The universe keeps my mind blown
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| Power P on the beat, I keep the rhyme flowin'
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| And keep ascendin' and progressin' until I’m gone
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| 'Til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone), 'til I’m gone ('Til I’m gone)
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| God speed, that’s the type of timing I’m on
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| That I’m on (That I’m on), that I’m on (That I’m on)
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| Keep ascendin' and progressin', look- |