| Yea
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| Most of y’all just ain’t a threat to me
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| Focused on my path to stubborn
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| To change trajectory
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| Good things don’t last
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| I’m always prepared for anything
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| If everything on the line
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| I tight rope and snatch everything
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| Determination on some pursuit of happiness
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| Type shit my circle we tight knit
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| Coming at anyone we got a gripe with
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| Checking shit off my list
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| Its how I live the style is
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| A little bit of Em Pac Biggie and Nas
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| I call it my twist
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| I’m indecisive
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| Reclusive
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| Illustrious
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| No excuses no fussy shit
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| No funny business
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| I need some money
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| To fill my duffle bag dummy
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| And leave the country
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| Soon as that shit stacked up
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| I’m packed up
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| Here I come
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| I’m looking forward
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| No peripheral vision
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| Imperial vision
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| Eating cereal in the kitchen
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| Bumping rise and shine
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| Like Hova talking to me
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| Jesus walking with me
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| On some Ye shit (Ye shit)
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| I feel the wind feel the wind
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| Free falling (tryna rise)
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| I descend I descend free falling (not meet my demise)
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| I’m free falling (on a steady decline)
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| Its like I’m outta my mind (mind)
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| I push away everyone thats close to me (close to me)
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| Look up at the sky
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| You might notice me (notice me)
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| Falling through the clouds
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| With my broken wings
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| I know it seems (yea)
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| I know it all seems well
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| But quite frankly its not
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| Yo im digging a plot
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| Please don’t beg me to stop
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| My demons setting up shop
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| Extremely reckless my thoughts
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| So infectious they spread
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| I’m infecting everybody
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| I embody my sins
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| Ain’t no making a mends
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| Holy father
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| He ain’t hearing my hymns
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| Shit is grim its all dim
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| My nightmares darker than my tint
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| I watch ‘em sell they souls
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| For Louis Vuitton print
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| I circumvent
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| Don’t expect me to come
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| Prim and proper
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| With all these fucking Scars
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| Don’t expect you a Mufasa
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| Command and conquer
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| My mind state mafia king pin
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| I stay on my job
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| You can say that I’m Linkedin
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| The strength of a lion
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| Yo I guess I’m a sphinx then
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| The name fucking Tony though
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| Incase it ain’t sync in
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| I’m a straight ballsy mother fucker
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| Thats hailing out the mitten
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| My mind in a spiral
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| But my words will leave you smitten
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| I feel the wind feel the wind
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| Free falling (tryna rise)
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| I descend I descend free falling (not meet my demise)
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| I’m free falling (on a steady decline)
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| Its like I’m outta my mind (mind)
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| I push away everyone thats close to me (close to me)
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| Look up at the sky
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| You might notice me (notice me)
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| Falling through the clouds
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| With my broken wings
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| I know it seems (yea)
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| I know it all seems well
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| Still got the will
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| But I swear I’ve hit turbulence
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| Trying to stay up
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| When everything seem so frivolous
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| All I desire all I aspire to be
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| I’m just tryna do right by ya
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| But life ain’t what it seems
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| I keep planting these seeds
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| But my trees won’t grow
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| I keep watering dreams
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| Can’t sleep no more
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| Keep
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| Playing these keys
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| But ain’t struck no chords
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| Got my eyes on the streets
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| But I’m still on the porch (porch)
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| Yea yea yea how can I make you understand my plight
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| I must be incapable of flight
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| Walking in the darkness
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| Tryna see the light
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| I could feel the breeze
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| As I fall down
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| Not much further to go
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| Til I hit the floor
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| Not too long now (not too long now)
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| Count
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| I feel the wind feel the wind
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| I descend I descend
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| I feel the wind feel the wind
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| Free falling
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| Free falling
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| Free falling
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| Free falling |