| I get my inspiration from my own potential
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| Fuck yo taste I know what’s hot I got my own credentials
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| I’m going crescendo
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| Off my own instrumentals
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| So I don’t want your beats
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| I’m in the game you’re in the stands
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| I don’t want your seats
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| I’m heating up
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| Peep my numbers
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| Discovered around the world like Columbus
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| I’m the one it’s been determined by my confidence
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| Always down to politic like show me what the offer is
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| Buzz startin to build like who brought Russ into the offices?
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| Accomplishments been stacking kinda' nicely as of late
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| But I’m tryna' get this flyin to get this dying to get this cake
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| Coulda signed and been on tour with your favorite independent
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| But imma' boss and a boss respects that
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| I’ll be patient for my entrance
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| Cause the quicker you come in
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| Is the quicker that you exit
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| The more you fight the process
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| Is the less you really let it
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| Unfold how it’s spose to
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| But let me pause the coaching
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| Cause my Spanish chick just rolled through
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| Don’t get cold feet baby I know you got on snow shoes
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| But come here let me coax you
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| Got a little liquor and I guess that we can smoke too
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| I tried to put her on but she don’t believe enough
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| She ain’t that rough she ain’t a rider she’s not eve enough
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| But she’s naive enough
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| To make me get unruly
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| Make me wanna' kick her out my car like I was Gucci
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| But I’m George Clooney in Oceans 11
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| I’m tryna' pull this caper off
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| Smirk at all the skeptics
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| Piss all of my neighbors off
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| And by neighbors I mean peers
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| And by peers I mean people who doubted me over the years
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| Cause I was living out their fears
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| This is that no excuses
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| Make a movement or get lapped
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| I couldn’t do a 9−5
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| I felt like that was just a trap
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| I’m not racing round with rats
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| For a little piece of cheese
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| Imma' build my own factory
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| Retire at 33
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| I’m just rhyming on an island
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| Just tryna' get this mutha' fukkin' guap
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| This is for the young ones on they shit
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| No, no excuses
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| Young ones really on they no excuses
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| Oh yeah, no excuses
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| I never making no excuses
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| Young ones really on they shit, yeah
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| Young ones really on they shit, yeah
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| Oo-ooo no excuses |