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thought I'd be talking from this perspective
But I'm not really sure what else you
the higher-ups have all come together as a collective
With conspiracies to end my run and send me a
40, did you get the
Cause I just checked my and I didn't get it
I mean, I say hats off for a solid
But we flinch for a second, we got our shit together
Yeah, not to fight wars
But wanna talk high scores
just dipped off in a white Porsche
And I just came from dinner where I ate some well done seared scallops that to die for
But I got bigger to fry
I'm talking bigger shit you and I
Kids'll lose their lives, got me scared of mine
And if I hold my about it, I get crucified
Wrote this shit on a bumpy on a summer night
Flying over Chattanooga, out here trying to spread the
I just got me the Pullman
You niggas never heard of it, you gotta hit up
Back in the city, shit is brutal
These kids'll hit your noodle then a girl to the movies
been dropping out on both sides
We in it, we just ghost ride
The pen is if you niggas need some ghost lines
I thought you wanted yours like I mine
I guess you just making moves on own time
But just know it'll be January in no
And your is very concerning
It's like you went on with no plan of returning
Shit is for sport, I need it 30 for 30
Banners are ready in case we to retire your jersey
I got a club in the arena
Championships, celebrations during regular
testing for women that I never slept with
I'm legally if they request it
So legal action like I'm Michael Jackson
Luckily, I'm at avoiding distraction
Used to get no reaction, now I'm
Ah nigga, that shit go platinum
I listened to Closer To My Dreams
eyed and uneducated at 19
I can't rap that, all young and naive
Not after all of the shit I've seen and the things I
Drastically changing, you for all your patience
I'm just in a different space and I to embrace it
4,000 square just isn't as spacious
You loved me in the basement, guess it is what we make it
I'm tired of awkward exchanges and nigga's ways
Tired of champagne toasts with people look away
Peyton and Eli when called me they brother the season start
And I don't see you end up with nothing
Y'all throw the word "family" around too much in
Rookie season, I would've never this was coming
They knees give out and they passing to you all of a
Now you the one getting
put their arm around you, now you becoming the crutches
Kids got on your number you the one they look up to
And that you seen on TV look better in person
And either wanna fuck you or convince you that they can to see where it goes from there
But these ain't the girls from Brampton, this ain't local action
The haters just me and my people closer, actually
What happened to the things you niggas was supposed to happen?
Are we just supposed to ignore the fact it never happened?
We just to get the pie and then split it in two?
Supposed to forget your but not forget about you?
My plan was to make the product jump off the shelf
And treat the money secrets, keep that shit to ourselves
Papi champú, pablito de sies dios
6 G-O-D, I think I was destined for this when I was 'round Keyshia Cole and T.I
And Dro was popping off, well ain't I?
Way before niggas had they hands out like doing macarena
But who am I to complain now, I'm still around, they