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