| A lot of people say they wanna see you grow
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| In reality they’re hoping that you fail on the low
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| You think they’re genuine til you tell them your goals
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| And they say they’re unachievable, slowly killing your soul
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| Keep your circle tight 'cause that energy’s contagious
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| They fill your mind with doubt, no debate that shit is dangerous
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| They’ll say your dreams are illogical and not an occupation
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| It’s illogical for them 'cause they don’t got no motivation
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| But y’all are broke and I ain’t talking about financially
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| Talking about your mental state, y’all are living in agony
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| You hate your life and mad I made a dream reality
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| And call yourself a boss but never controlled your salary
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| That shit' confusing, tell me what are you proving?
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| You gave up on your dreams and hate the path you been choosing
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| Cause you were scared to lose and that’s why you never pursued it
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| So now you’re telling others success is just an illusion
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| Shit is fucking abusive, like tell me what your problem is?
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| Wasting all your energy on bickering and gossiping
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| I hate to break it to you bitches but you’re not equipped
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| To tell me how to tell me to win when you ain’t got no fucking confidence
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| That’s why I separate from everyone that’s toxic
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| Unhappy with yourself and that’s the reason that you gossip
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| Always shifting your attention so you don’t gotta acknowledge
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| Everything that’s wrong with you and all your motherfucking problems
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| Still you bitch about the cards that you were dealt
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| And project all your shortcomings on others cause it helps
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| All because you chose to put your dream up on a shelf
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| Now you’re trying to limit me 'cause you put limits on yourself
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| Land of the free but you are living like you are in jail
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| You’re mentally in prison, they’ll never pay for your bail
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| I’m following my heart because I know that I prevail
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| While you take the safe route 'cause y’all are to afraid to fail
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| Really ain’t no discussion, y’all are gonna witness me crushing
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| My mind is occupied, I ain’t got the time to hold grudges
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| You worried about me cussing while y’all just bitch and do nothing
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| Try bettering yourself instead of passing fucking judgement
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| So here’s a message for those whose judging my actions
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| Who all remain stagnant and never became established
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| I won’t take advice from humans with bad habits
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| Who’ve given up on their passion and never surpassed average
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| Never made a name 'cause they crack under pressure
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| You tell them about your goals, they start to give you a lecture
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| 'Cause deep down they know that they never put any effort
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| So they say you can’t achieve it just to make 'em feel better
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| That they never tried, dreams they’ve set aside
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| Watching television of other people with better lives
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| Jealous that they’ll never be compensated or recognised
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| Swear to god they’re dead inside, kills them to witness you’ve built an
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| enterprise
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| You’ve got to harness the power that you’re possessing
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| You’ll make it to the top but just know they’ll try to prevent it
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| It’s easier for them to beat you down and tell you less
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| Instead of look in their mirrors and judging their own reflection
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| Shit, it’s fucking pathetic, pay no mind of you peasants
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| Who wake up feeling lost but try to give me direction
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| Your ass is 47, still never made no investment
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| No wonder you feel threatened by people seeking progression
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| And they gon' work a 9 to 5 till they fade away
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| Can’t pay the bills, every single night they laid awake
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| Their body present but their soul is in a vacant place
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| Ironic how they struggle all because they chose to play it safe
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| I hate to do it but somebody gotta tell 'em this
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| You won’t achieve shit when you’re living life as a pessimist
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| Take a step back and you’ll see that it’s pretty evident
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| Your doubts are killing more of your dreams than failure ever did
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| You can’t defeat us, back up to fill up arenas
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| I been a fucking boss, I don’t play no follow the leader
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| Don’t tell me how to live, the student became the teacher
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| Who pulls up 6 figures at 25 to my leisure
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| So I’ma chase goals till it hurts to breathe
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| Instrumentals getting murdered in the first degree
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| Might fuck around and give 'em all a verse for free
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| 'Cause I don’t work for the money, money works for me, bitch
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| And that’s a reason I ain’t never going broke
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| 'Cause everyday that I’m breathing I hustle the way you won’t
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| Like how you tryna limit me, y’all barely stay afloat
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| Getting fucked by the government, they got you by the throat
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| As for my people who possesed by the dream
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| Better hold that shit close, let no one come inbetween
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| Focus on the mission, don’t ever fall for their scheme
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| Put your hussle over all and go get it by any means |