| Every day is like a struggle
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| But I am a baller I stand taller
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| I rise above the bull shit
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| I’m not a brawler I give them inspiration
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| You don’t have to be a relation
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| I’ve got street FAM
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| We are from the street man
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| Keeping it discreet and humble
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| If you’re speaking speak up clear and don’t mumble
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| It don’t stop there’s always a ruff and tumble
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| Sale in the jumble girls turn gullible
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| Once you bring the trust she’ll be gone on her travels
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| I know that I’m a wrong-un so I’m gone on my travels
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| I’ll be stacking doe like beer in barrels
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| Fortunate for me I’m not short of a penny
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| I’m a grafter I’m a master I’m famous like Lenny Henry
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| Lend me a twenty so I can go and get a henry
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| The weed keeps me calm I’ve got a good memory
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| You won’t get to me by looking through the eyes of wifey
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| I can see you staring and watching what I’m wearing
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| Told you I’m a Dan but you just weren’t hearing
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| Only now you caring now you hear me tearing
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| Thought I was a bum when u saw me run bearing
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| I’m a little wiser I’m a little older
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| Got a warm heart but I’m a little bit colder
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| And I ain’t gotta look over my shoulder
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| I’ll fight this battle as a roll deep soldier
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| Look I know that «who dares wins»
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| And hands down I done a few bad tings
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| But now I gotta put it all behind me
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| Stay away from trouble cause people wanna sign me
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| I’m done with running a muck
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| Thrown my weight around but I’ve come unstuck
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| I ain’t spending what I got to go broke
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| Looking for a contract not a few bucks
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| If it’s trapped in your body let it out
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| And if it stays on your mind let it out
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| I’ve seen the road to success I’m getting out of here
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| If your patient we can all get out of here
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| If it’s trapped in your body let it out
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| And if it stays on your mind get it out
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| I see the road to success I’m getting out of here
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| If your patient we can all get out of here
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| If you mistakin me for another breh momentarily
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| Thinking I’m scared I’m aware bredren is doggin' at me
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| And he better hope that he don’t get a boxin'
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| His watching me like a TV screen and I clocked him
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| Frequently on the block still creeping me
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| And today is the day that he sees that I mean what I speak
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| Stay away when you see me you ain’t ready for beef
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| I got rude boys in the street
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| That are ready to eat you
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| I can see through fools like double glazed windows
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| You don’t want to get involved and get broken in two
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| You fold under pressure I’m known to bring results
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| And I know you wouldn’t want it from you know who
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| You won’t see me running from nothing
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| Unless the sirens are bussin
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| I’ll still be bunnin' on my zoot like
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| Cause I’m focused on doing my thing when I move
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| And right now I got nothing to lose
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| Yo, I’m not mad you can keep him
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| I’m glad you was cheatin'
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| Otherwise I’d of been bad on the weekend
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| I had a few sleep-in's (a few)
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| But there’s a reason for everything and I’m me remember this
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| I gave you the doubt of the benefit
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| You was never fit wifey never it
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| You weren’t on the side
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| You was in the bits
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| So lets just call it quits we’re foolish shits
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| Talking shit and that won’t make it (no it won’t)
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| I won’t take it, you don’t think I’m a prick
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| So why do you say it? |
| (why do you say it?) (why?)
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| And you think linkin' is shit but you tried playin' it
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| Try thinkin of bit stop thinkin of dick
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| And I don’t think your my chick
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| Because I don’t eat clits
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| And I eat chickens when he figures what beef this is
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| If it’s trapped in your body let it out
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| And if it stays on your mind let it out
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| I’ve seen the road to success I’m getting out of here
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| If your patient we can all get out of here
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| If it’s trapped in your body let it out
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| And if it stays on your mind let it out
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| I see the road to success I’m getting out of here
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| If your patient we can all get out of here |