| I’m still here, still standing
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| And I’ve come too far now to let it go
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| I’ll be here, still bleeding
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| And I just thought that I’d let you know
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| Underhanded, still upstanded
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| Not pretending, so colossal
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| In the trenches, through the fences
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| Jumped through hurdles and all the obstacles
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| So relentless, let me vent this
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| In my sleep, could do it with my eyes closed
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| Intermission, I had a vision
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| It was me telling myself that anything is possible
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| Hard work, dedication
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| All alone it’s like meditation
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| Hard times, ups and downs
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| Boxed in with no ventilation
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| Claustrophobic we on the deep end
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| No one injecting, these words are sacred
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| In the city when I’m on the weekend
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| Back and forth but I’m staying patient (I'm staying patient)
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| Roller coaster
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| Nobody knows how I still be standing
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| I was broke without a pot to piss in
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| Take a little picture, make sure it’s candid
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| I brace for landing (Brace for landing)
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| Lord knows I really want a Grammy
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| I’ve visualized it like 3 in the morning
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| Me and Wrek and Bernz when we was in Miami
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| I’ve manifested this, not illusion
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| Sacrificed, so my spot is proven
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| Low was 30, watch out I’m moving
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| Before you count me out and start drawing conclusion
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| Gonna feel this
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| Good things take time
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| You could find me in the front line
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| With a vibe, and I-
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| I just thought I’d let you know
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| I’m still here, still standing
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| And I’ve come too far now to let it go
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| I’ll be here, still bleeding
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| And I just thought that I’d let you know
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| I’m still here, still standing
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| And I’ve come too far now to let it go
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| I’ll be here, still bleeding
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| And I just thought that I’d let you know
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| Now I cry to God like why the fuck am I alive?
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| I should be dead by now
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| I’m comfortable in my skin and I’ll never shed
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| I’m sick of begging and praying to answer my wishes
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| To make me feel good
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| I’m empty inside like I been disavowed
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| Put the butt end of it to my head and release the pressure valve
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| There’s a noun that I never thought was option open, but now I’m left with doubt
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| I need to take a couple seconds before I take my aggression out on someone
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| who’s innocent
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| So my head is bowed
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| I think of death when people told me go the extra mile
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| I’m sick of dressing down
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| And debt collector mail
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| Man
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| I guess I’m blessed to get a record deal
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| Of my fans, some of them expect the world
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| I ain’t grow up dreaming that to be a dope MC
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| Was just me, nothing, got to keep up with social media
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| Hoping people think I’m interesting, give a listen to the music
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| I’m to grown to be a teenager
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| Did a show, made a joke outta myself in front of Stone
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| Let it go, let me be known for loving coke
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| Wanted snow from anyone, got another bloody nose
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| On the stage and in the meeting
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| But they seem to come and go
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| Like rappers or famous actors, don’t wanna be one of those
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| Pretty soon I be dead, getting sent up the road
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| Probably for killing the woman that I loved the most
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| Finally chose to let God take over control
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| Now the old me’s dead
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| Now I’m only led by the Lord
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| And the kindness of my heart
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| Funny, shit ain’t really hard
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| Stevie I got something I want to address
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| To the fans, man, I ain’t on the label anymore
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| In the end the tension
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| Shit was business driven
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| Any incidents for them been forgiven
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| And if not it’s all good, maybe in the distant
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| Future, take the music away
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| The friendship means more to me
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| And of course I support the team
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| But more importantly
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| Besides the music, those dudes are my boys for life
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| And fuck tours, I got shoulders to land for support and strength
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| I’m still standing
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| It’s Rittz, bitch
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| Himmi, what’s up Stevie
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| I just thought I’d let you know
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| I’m still here, still standing
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| And I’ve come too far now to let it go
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| I’ll be here, still bleeding
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| And I just thought that I’d let you know
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| I’m still here, still standing
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| And I’ve come too far now to let it go
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| I’ll be here, still bleeding
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| And I just thought that I’d let you know |