| Yeah
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| Oh shh
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| Walk wit me
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| 21 before I’m good and done
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| Before I found a new perspective, make you watch it
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| I been in and out the projects with some dodgy cunts
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| Couldn’t tell me 'bout a profit unless I brought 'em some
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| Around the time me and Cuz was on and off on one
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| Waitin' for the change, watch as we was corking
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| But I lied about my age in hopes of showing it proper done
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| Now I’m tryna think where we was and frontin'
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| To be honest, lot of hate where I’m comin' from
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| When you’re honest and they hate where you comin' from
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| And if you’re famous, then they aiming for the jugular
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| But they don’t know the pain, just a cover, just this for my
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| Case jugglers, don’t shake governments
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| Lookin' at a bird if the jigs try to ruffle us
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| Used to hurt then it changed into nothingness
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| Ten told firm, I ain’t playin' with the sufferers
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| What you think, I’m out here rappin' for the fun of it?
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| I got people relying on me, shit been real
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| I declare with the iron on me in the vid still
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| Could really have been over from the clip still
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| Harsh reality after the academy
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| I wined and dined the wrong road, averted being a casualty
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| Players like casual, in actual it’s agony
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| Post traumatic stress and I’ve been battling with sanity
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| Waiting for someone who can see beneath the vanity
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| Lead the highlife, all the feelings you be havin'
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| But how am I supposed to love another being if they mad at me?
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| While I’m gone, I’m all waitin' for you to tap the screws
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| It don’t make sense, does it?
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| I will believe you when your friends does it
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| We’re all reflection of the next
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| So my advice is focus on the next subject
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| Better you soften the rest of it
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| You get it, shit, in the last three days
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| I learned more about myself than I could ask for here
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| Hold this rim, gas is how I mask these tears
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| I know some secrets for you, listen
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| I used to roll wit bunch of niggas, but last I hear
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| Kinda separated, but it’s calm, I’m here
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| I’m just learnin' like you are, my nigga
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| Throughout the journey I been seein' not all carnivores can fit
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| It be hard, but I last for you here
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| I been workin' from the bottom like the concierge
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| I don’t go out on game on fleek, oh God, I swear
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| Couple tin men tried it but their heart weren’t there
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| I just tryna make it out before my star’s impaired
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| When it’s all said and done and then my voice is clear
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| I gotta say I was a master here, should out to Martin there
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| Real rappers still at large
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| It’s become a pain game challenge
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| 'Cause insane damage
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| I used to stress about it till I let fear have it
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| Started with the season and the rest came calling
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| Behind the scenes, but I’m still achieving all this madness
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| Wouldn’t believe how the police try to brand us
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| See ID following me around the manor
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| When I got the kids with me, the piggies need to back-up
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| Don’t see on the news, but we used to the harassment
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| I’m just tryna be about my business and establish fucking status
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| Sometimes I wonder if it even matters
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| Only listening to Lauryn Hill’s and Smokey on the phone, he say
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| (Roll ten chapters)
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| Keep at it, what you touch, roll, don’t go back
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| 'Cause don’t take kind for one until you haven’t got the access
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| Gotta keep it movin'
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| Things happen, understand the universal law
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| Ying-yang balance, let’s imagine
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| Seen a nigga you have beef with
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| Imagine you tryna level up and make peace
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| Just imagine, you turn around shoot people on the streets
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| Not just him, his dad’s on the scene
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| Just imagine, your mama never raised you for no weak shit
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| Now you gotta double-back for the remix
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| Imagine, imagine
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| Big man singin' now you’re fightin' for your freedom
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| Imagine, you go down that road, you got the globe as it
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| To all the non-believers actin' like they know something
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| Talkin' about how our music’s kinda goin' under
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| Center of it all, you know how we sold London
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| Just imagine, overseas dealing with the man you gettin' cracking
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| It’ll work out if the whole team’s active
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| West side rider like the grocery gangsters
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| See jays when you see me, 'cause I smoke three standard
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| It take the pain away, kinda feelin' that we pave the way
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| I ain’t debating with no one, I’ma just say it straight |
| 'Cause I’m a sensitive person so I be takin' praise
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| See when I came in this game? |
| I was like
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| I ain’t feelin' them people, I ain’t feelin' them
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| I don’t people in these people, I shouldn’t speak to them
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| Don’t identify as my equal, I don’t need a friend
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| But then I seen all this evil, I had to look again
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| I ain’t gonna lie and say
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| After I got signed I ain’t never be a crook again
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| I gotta do this for the ones you got to look at them
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| Ain’t no point in wasting this talent
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| Life’s too short, I been takin' in stride and
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| All this pain and this sadness, I’ma blow a couple doors down
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| I see a mother with a small child
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| Took a life the other day and she was all smiles
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| Got a couple in-discrepancies but sure it weren’t nothing, been more like
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| Be last one knockin' at your door now
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| Now she’s getting buried in the floor now
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| My condolences to you and yours now
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| I say that to say this
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| I stay thankful for this
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| From the plats to the bricks
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| It don’t seem real but it is
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| All of that, and the kids
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| Shout out Am and to Ricks
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| Shout out Jam and to Biz
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| Congrats to Kay and your kid
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| To my heart, and my rib
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| I’m a father for this
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| All my dawgs in the mix
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| Keep it smart with the risks
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| Grab a sheet and watch us take it to the top
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| Thanks for bearing with me 'cause I know I talk a lot |