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thought I'd be talking from this perspective
But I'm not really sure what you expected
When the higher-ups have all together as a collective
conspiracies to end my run and send me a message
40, did you get the
Cause I just checked my phone and I 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 niggas wanna talk scores
PARTY just dipped off in a white
And I just came dinner where I ate some well done seared scallops that were to die for
But I got fish to fry
I'm bigger shit than you and I
lose their lives, got me scared of losing mine
And if I my tongue about it, I get crucified
this shit on a bumpy flight on a summer night
Flying over Chattanooga, out here trying to spread the
I just got me the Pullman
You niggas heard of it, you gotta hit up Google
in the city, shit is getting brutal
These kids'll hit your noodle then take a to the movies
They've been dropping out on both
We ain't in it, we just ride
The pen is working if you niggas need some lines
I you wanted yours like I want mine
I guess you just moves on your own time
But just it'll be January in no time
And your absence is concerning
like you went on vacation with no plan of returning
Shit is purely for sport, I it 30 for 30
Banners are ready in case we need to retire your
I got a club in the Raptors
Championships, celebrations during regular
Paternity testing for that I never slept with
I'm legally if they request it
So much legal like I'm Michael Jackson
Luckily, I'm at avoiding distraction
to get no reaction, now I'm overreacting
Ah nigga, that shit go platinum
I just listened to Closer To My
Wide and uneducated at 19
I can't rap like that, all and naive
Not after all of the shit seen and the things I believe
Drastically changing, thank you for all patience
I'm just in a different and I choose to embrace it
4,000 square feet isn't as spacious
You loved me back in the basement, it is what we make it
I'm of awkward exchanges and nigga's crooked ways
Tired of champagne toasts people that look away
Peyton and Eli when called me they brother the season start
And I wanna see you end up with nothing
Y'all throw the word "family" around too 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 buckets
They put their arm around you, now you becoming the
got on your number cause you the one they look up to
And women that you seen on TV better in person
And either they wanna fuck you or you that they can to see where it goes from there
But these ain't the from Brampton, this ain't that local action
The haters just me and my people closer, actually
happened to the things you niggas said was supposed to happen?
Are we just to ignore the fact that it never happened?
We just to get the pie and then split it in two?
Supposed to forget your mistakes but not forget you?
My plan was always to make the product off the shelf
And treat the money like secrets, keep 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 now, I'm still around, they know