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thought I'd be talking from this perspective
But I'm not really sure what else you
When the higher-ups have all come 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 effort
But we didn't flinch for a second, we got our shit
Yeah, not here to fight
But niggas wanna talk high
PARTY just dipped off in a Porsche
And I just came from where I ate some well done seared scallops that were to die for
But I got bigger to fry
I'm talking bigger than you and I
Kids'll lose their lives, got me of losing mine
And if I hold my about it, I get crucified
Wrote this shit on a flight on a summer night
Flying Chattanooga, out here trying to spread the movement
I just got me the Pullman
You never heard of it, you gotta hit up Google
Back in the city, is getting brutal
These kids'll hit noodle then take a girl to the movies
been dropping out on both sides
We ain't in it, we ghost ride
The pen is working if you need some ghost lines
I thought you yours like I want mine
I guess you just making moves on own time
But just know be January in no time
And your is very concerning
It's like you went on vacation with no plan of
is purely 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 seasons
testing for women that I never slept with
I'm obligated if they request it
So much legal action like I'm Michael
Luckily, I'm at avoiding distraction
Used to get no reaction, now I'm
Ah nigga, that shit gotta go
I listened to Closer To My Dreams
Wide eyed and 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 space and I to embrace it
4,000 square feet just as spacious
You loved me back in the basement, guess it is what we it
I'm tired of awkward exchanges and nigga's ways
Tired of champagne toasts with people look away
Peyton and Eli when niggas called me they the season start
And I don't wanna see you end up with
throw 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 you, now you becoming the crutches
Kids got on your number cause you the one they up to
And women that you on TV look 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
What happened to the things you niggas said was to happen?
Are we just to ignore the fact that it never happened?
We just supposed to get the pie and then split it in
Supposed to your mistakes but not forget about you?
My plan was always to make the jump off the shelf
And the money like secrets, keep that shit to ourselves
Papi champú, young de sies dios
6 G-O-D, I think I was for this 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, know