| Don’t compare me to employees who hopin they see a check
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| I’m in a drop top mclaren just hopin I see an ex
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| She hopin we reconnect
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| No chance
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| I’m tryna be bigger than the Beatles not hold hands
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| Keep on throwing stones Imma make statues
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| No face tats but people got my face tattooed
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| Freeing the damned
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| By being free as I am
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| And speaking belief into people sittin with reason to stand
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| Who just might be needing a hand
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| I got you
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| 9th wonder blessed provided the gospel
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| I feel God like
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| My fans all feel like apostles
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| Model your mind after mine and you gon be just find
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| Model your mind off these other guys and you gon die
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| That’s why I’m always at the head of the table follow my lead
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| Imma money tree women tryna swallow my seed
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| You wasn’t with me at my roots tho
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| I’ve been on a quest for love for women with a roots fro
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| And potential like a juco
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| Athlete catch me in the backseat with ass cheeks on my lap we in Utah so we
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| fuck to a jazz beat
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| It’s actually therapeutic
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| She classy I’m Ferris bueller
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| Swimming out in Turks and Caicos be ware of the barracudas
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| I got heart
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| I’m the cause my life is just the effect
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| I’m altering my reality living in VFX
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| Made a half million dollars then fell asleep on the jet Fuck the club up
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| Atlanta ain’t seen this since BMF
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| Told my accountant reinvest
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| Gotta pound of weed for stress
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| I might drop two platinum albums in a year like DMX
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| Keep on living in my light
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| And let my faith just lead the way
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| Cause if I’m taking yalls advice
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| I’m probably making y’all’s mistakes
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| Instead I’m out in Egypt
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| Just baskin in the results
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| Of listening to myself and mappin out all my goals
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| My career is a course in self confidence
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| And how ownership leads to opulence
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| Adjust your oculus
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| If you tryna rise to prominence
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| Bust down the door assert dominance
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| When you call your first conference
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| I’m honest with my women
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| That’s probably why they all hate me
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| They focused on bein Lori I’m focused on bein jay z
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| The run that I’m on is gonna be longer than the Euphrates
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| Gotta super model chick that’s badder than tom Brady’s
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| Rap game bunch of clowns in disguise like John gacy
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| You got one plaque and it’s not even your song I got 80
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| Lately y’all are lazy
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| Waitin to be carried
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| Lotta y’all are dead you just waitin to be buried
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| Listen
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| I’ve been hot since Michelle and Barack
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| You out your mind if you think I’m gon stop
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin'
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin'
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| Conversation alone in the mirror (Uh-huh)
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| I told myself before the year up (Before this year over)
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| I’d be another homeowner and another millionaire (Facts)
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| My life crazy, but I’m way too busy to tear up (Too busy)
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| Just please keep them broke vibes from near us (Walk away from me)
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| We different, I’m not the one to converse (Uh-huh)
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| By the time you mumble your verse
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| I’ll be in top five company, comfortably, gunnin' for first (First)
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| If it’s rap or either trap, one gon' come with some perks
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| The other come with a six foot hole dug in the earth
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| Look, I know how them numbers lookin', I don’t gotta check stats (I don’t do
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| that)
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| The pussy good, but I’ll still never text back (Nah)
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| Being unsigned, ain’t never changed my potential
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| With every wave of a pencil, a nigga gained a momentum
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| Wanna walk in my shoes, but I’m not trading my Christians for Crocs (Never)
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| But lil' rap niggas only cravin' attention
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| It’s funny when you high (Funny, uh), but it’s ugly when you not
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| Everybody doubt, then suddenly you pop (Pop)
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| Niggas signin' 360's, and hope it do something for their stock
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| But I turned on more money than I got, and that’s a lot
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| Had patience and it helped, I remember thinkin', «Make it big»
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| Then decorate the crib with paintings of myself
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| 'Cause that who I owe (That's who)
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| You gotta give yourself credit, they definitely won’t (They won’t give you shit)
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| You won’t hear this flow so often, so treasure these «es
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| cheddar, we know enough plugs with bricks
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| That I’d probably never be broke |
| I’m used to not gettin' sleep, that’s a twenty-four-hour business
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| Exercisin' my brain, like twenty-four-hour fitness
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| Haters look at my jewels, get the feel of resentment
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| Feelin' like I’m 'posed to buy their friendship (What?)
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| I remember sellin' merch dolo, mailin' my own shipment (Dolo)
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| Now I’m on, y’all hoes thinks it’s Christmas, am I the one trippin'? |
| (Me?)
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| Even if you think you this nice, it’s gon' be hard, try to match my ambition
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| I’m goin' on a rampage, handguns and champagne
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| House need a damn maid, my watch need a lampshade
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| Body language, everything, read what my hands say (Read what my hands say)
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| I’ll go a little slower if you need me to translate (Need me to translate)
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| Boss moves, keep options, that’s how you play it safe
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| Just sealed the deal for a hundred with a handshake
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| Weighin' out the racks, a hustler really made it out with rap
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| With the jewels in the bank accounts to match
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| The Butcher
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin'
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin'
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| Yeah, when I first started recording, I swear it was more important
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| To make it the soul-train and a gold chain and some Jordans
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| Than makin' my own lane and then blaze in the trail forward
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| But I came from the old days where the vision was too distorted
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| To come to an understanding, a partnership and plannin'
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| For your marketin' and brandin', though the office was abandoned
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| Am I surprised? |
| I’m monetized like more Morgan Stanley
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| I’m in a position now to make a difference for the family
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| My wife, kids, and in-laws deserve and inwalls
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| Picassos and war-hogs distressing my memoirs
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| About the knowledge of experiences I’ve endured
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| Create the bars, full of information like SIM cards
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| I left court rooms as a defendant, fully acquitted
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| In spite of the blood, suckers who try sully my image
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| And fightin' with motherfuckers, who tried to tell me I’m finished
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| As if I’d ever consider the sky above as a limit
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| When I am the scientific, my honor, I’m dying with 'em
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| Iconic, gifted, it’s rare, it requires a fairly, different kind of spirit
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| Far as inner feelings, I ain’t tryna hear it
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| Bein' fearless, how I’m violated to a higher terror
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| , I guess I am here, 'cause ain’t nobody near me
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| You want a pyramid and I’m inherant to the game
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| Fiery, I maintain, momentum and I made a name, clearly
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| But, I can’t stop, I believe there’s no rest more the wary
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| From the cards I was dealt, to awards on my shelf
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| I turn scars to a sense of regard for myself
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| Based on where I set the bar, I made it hard for myself
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| I lent the hand before my brothers called for my help
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| When I was still an inspiring, gun right for the firing
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| Tryna find a part-time job site that was hirin'
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| Never concerned with the age or the height
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| Requirements tryna shake the ways of the hood, like the violence Watchin' the
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| homies being forced into early retirement
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| I’m stuck as another product of their environment
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| I was told that achievement of goal starts to tryin' at the prize
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| Keep your eye on the hard work, rely on it
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| And nothing else, don’t just hustle for your health
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| Fear they gon' do nothing for you until you secure your health
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| Focus on the top, I’ve been hot since before craft rock
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| You out your mind if you think I’ma stop, yeah
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin'
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| I didn’t come this far to only come this far
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| I gotta, keep momentum swingin', keep momentum swingin' |