| [Intro: Tion Wayne &
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| Choir
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| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
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| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
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| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
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| Tch, tch
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah
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| I remember like '03 when we couldn’t sleep until the mouse was trapped
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| First time I saw Oz, it was so deep, I had to shout for that
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| From young, I had a known dream, to bring my whole team
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| Man, they can vouch for that
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| But now I paid off my mum’s house and that
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| But we started in a council flat
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| I done a lot of fuckery, but trust me I’m a hundred, facts
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| I was on a jail phone, man, the first time I saw a hundred racks
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| It’s crazy
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| Was young, I listened to bare JAY-Z
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| I was overwhelmed in my jail cell 'cause I couldn’t believe that rap paid me
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| I wasn’t gonna fix up, didn’t see the picture
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| 'Til I had a call with Trry
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| He said, «When you come hom, 'llow all the fuckery, bro, your life set already»
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| No composure, on road, had a Rover
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| My mistakes made me feel shitter
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| I thought it was over, I was all bitter but bro said «They're chattin' on
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| Twitter»
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| I said, «No way, bro», he said, «Yeah, bro»
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| «Will they wait, bro?» |
| He said, «Yeah, though»
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| , I will never fear you
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| More time, it goes in and out one earhole
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| Yeah, tryna get my life straight from a jail
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| Sometimes, I really ain’t got space for a girl
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| Tryna have the same cake as Adele, yeah
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| Never came here to fail
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| Don’t waste trill when you came off a L
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| And I ain’t gon' stop 'till my real niggas home and everybody fake’s in the jail
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| But let me take you back to the come-up
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| Mommy got ill, I was out here one-up
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| Daddy showed tough love, didn’t know I was on stuff, but I was just licking
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| bare food undercover
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| Mummy got well, came back, but couldn’t understand how I chose this life
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| Called me about her dreams in the midnight, then her son went in jail for a
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| flick knife
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| Cah I was smart, but I lost my mind
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| I think it’s when she got cancer twice
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| I had to roll with my grams on bike
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| But I’m glad I had grandma’s rice
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| You was wired to machine
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| She still phone me 'cause she had a dream
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| You heard what I done, how I take the scene
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| She still pray for me, always on my team
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| Then I try and live right, try and do it different
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| But it was too late, stuck up in the system
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| Me and Dyl' got grabbed, man snitchin'
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| By sixteen, had bare convictions
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| Couldn’t get a job, but I couldn’t stay down
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| Decide the roads was the only way out
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| Every day, had to roll with flicky, man, I plug man 'cause my beef was sticky
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| But I love music, but didn’t choose it
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| I had a gift, so I might as well use it
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| But I had no Ps, so I had to do moves
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| I was intrudin', with the wap includin'
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| Now the villa’s inclusive
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| I was tryna help my block, come straight off the roads
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| But a lotta man just try and hate on me though
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| I get it, you didn’t see the vision
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| Now I’m up and little niggas wanna listen
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| Got stabbed at my own video shoot
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| It’s in-house where the haters were local
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| I was broke, doin' shanks with my gold tooth
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| Nowadays, snub nose get vocal
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| Didn’t rap cah caps, so they’re rotten
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| So I stopped rap back when I bought 'em
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| No I’m two-ways, Wizzy was workin' a line but a nigga was really just hurtin'
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| inside
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| Judge steal me, we were just with a
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| That’s only when heard of the 9
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| Then I started makin' it, I got paid for it, then my life just really started
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| changin', shit
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| Really on stage for it, is it love or are you fakin' it?
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| Say I don’t know about relationships
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| But my beef, my team, man backin'
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| That’s when I went in jail, all my dreams started crashin'
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| But if you know me, it’s passion
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| Can’t believe I came home in fashion
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| Now, I give you something to hate on
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| Do you know what the fuck that I came from?
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| Can’t believe I got sold-out shows
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| God knows that I’m thankful
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| Went number one off my pencil
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| Baby, that’s my car, not a rental
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| Man, I’m in the charts, man, I’m thankful
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| This whole summer on past, it was dreadful
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| Mm-mm
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| Man, I’m thankful
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| Number ones now, man, I’m thankful
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| Platinum tunes, now, I’m thankful
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| Got kicked out of school, now, I’m thankful
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| God knows that I’m thankful
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| My real one’s know that I’m thankful
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| Yeah
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| Free my brothers in the system
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| You
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| Good morning, Jesus
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| Good morning, Lord
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| I know you come from Heaven above
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| The Holy Spirit sits on the throne
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| Good morning, Jesus
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| Good morning, Lord
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| Thank you for your son, Ayodeji Deji
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| Thank you, Lord, for the journey so far
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| Thank you, Lord, for bringing all situations, all bad situations around
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| For turning it around
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| Thank you, Lord, for the action that you have given him to continue to function
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| Thank you, Lord, for open doors
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| Thank you, Lord
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| I pray that everyone around him will good, will lead a life of proper
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| That he will impact everyone around him to lead a life of focus
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| To fulfill a purposeful life
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| In the name of Jesus |