| I got a
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| (Right now, I’m telling you guys, right now
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| Grand Rapids, the state of Michigan
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| Anything on this side of the Mississippi)
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| I got a lot of bad habits
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| It’s hard to break 'em but, this guilty conscience keep me motivated
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| Right or wrong, I embrace em when I write these songs
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| They relate it to what I been saying, understand my language like Rosetta Stone
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| Second Coming never set in stone
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| Rags to riches, now it’s rag and bone on my taxes zippers
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| Call me Don Wall cause I been the wizard like I’m granting wishes when the
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| slippers clicking
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| I’ma send her home in a better mood then act like I never knew her
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| That’s a different stroke, what you talking bout Willis
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| I can name several
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| My heart breaks and I’m too anxious like
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| I pop the Adderall but, I ain’t pick up the drugs or the basketball
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| I’m Michigan made like the Macenall
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| Island round me but, I’m never lost
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| (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
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| 40K into my catalog
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| Pray my work ethic get me on the Forbes
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| Call the flight at the Gerald Ford
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| My destination is a narrow door but, I kicked it in like the task force
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| That’s a fast ride on the crash course
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| See through niggas like a back board
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| That’s a glass house so don’t cast stones
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| All my niggas got masks on like Stanely Ipkiss
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| You had a dream well then go for it that was your decision
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| (Beat change) |