| Who but you would know your purpose?
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| Ain’t no person
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| People love to predetermine what your worth is
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| There was no pops
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| Mom said be what you want
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| Just don’t be a punk
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| Cause when you come from under everything gon be tough
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| What works for you won’t work for me
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| So many recipes
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| Kicked out the university
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| Jumped in the league
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| Couldn’t learn how to chase dreams from a professor
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| Life’s my only tester
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| Under pressure, Still held it together
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| Kept my head up
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| So much effort
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| Ain’t nothing copacetic
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| Wasting energy is not in my genetics, I’m electric
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| I’m relentless
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| You need that drive with that gas that be endless
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| Keep thinking tremendous
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| Will of iron
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| Part of the science of grinding
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| Anyone can be a giant if they’re trying
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| On no one i’m relying
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| I do all my own providing
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| I’m flying to the hoop like Kobe Bryant
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| Paralyzing pain pushing my strength
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| I refuse to settle for less
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| Don’t settle for less
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| Digging deep down doing my best
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| Inch by inch
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| I’m gonna progress
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| Can’t settle for less
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| Now I’m Rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| Sick of only getting by
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| I need more to life
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| Rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| No nine to five
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| No nine to give
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| (Frankies Verse)
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| Here’s the details
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| I was working retail
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| Tryna get myself on track
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| But all I do is derail
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| I’m climbing up hills
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| I’m stacking more bills
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| At this pace, At this rate
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| I’m going nowhere quick
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| Let’s be real uh
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| I never wanted to cope out
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| Never thought I’d be a dropout
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| But let those mother fuckers talk now
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| Now that all my shows sell out
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| And i’m home grown
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| Going local to global
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| Straight loco how I spit flow
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| So I can’t go back to that chokehold
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| Dead end jobs
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| That ain’t gonna get me far
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| Wasting dollars in college?
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| That don’t sound too smart
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| When it’s for something that I
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| Don’t even really want
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| So I put in time
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| Worked on my rhymes
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| And worked on my life
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| Understood nothing got handed
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| Now I’m the only one who left standing
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| If ya want something ya must demand it
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| There is no right or wrong
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| You gotta get yours
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| Make out like a fucking bandit
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| Thats right
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| This is your only shot damn it
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| Paralyzing pain pushing my strength
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| I refuse to settle for less
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| Don’t settle for less
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| Digging deep down doing my best
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| Inch by inch
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| I’m gonna progress
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| Can’t settle for less
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| Now I’m Rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| Sick of only getting by
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| I need more to life
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| Now I’m rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| No nine to five
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| No nine to give
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| I wish it was easy
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| Then again maybe not
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| It’s the struggle that made me
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| It really ain’t easy
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| But if you give it your all
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| You could break the glass ceiling
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| Paralyzing pain pushing my strength
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| I refuse to settle for less
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| Don’t settle for less
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| Digging deep down doing my best
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| Inch by inch
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| I’m gonna progress
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| Can’t settle for less
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| Now I’m Rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| Sick of only getting by
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| I need more to life
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| Now I’m rolling down 95
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| Cause I don’t need no nine to five
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| No nine to five
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| No nine to give |