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Standing outside that venue, out fliers
No labels calling, no buzz, no fire
Burning in my lungs if I on writing
One day I'll be and somebody might sign him
Naw, naw, now saying I'm pop [?]
Before I was on else's iPod
on couches and praying to my God
I'm that money to eat at a IHOP
Give me twenty people, them into believers
Booked my own in two-hundred-seat theaters
Searched my life on this podium, I speak for my hard work
I deserve arena
When you work whole life on the verge of defeated
Do it for because nobody out there believed it
Record label, naw, we show the world you need 'em
The people want to see change, I so happen to it
And me, I'm like, "Who are you?"
God damn it, I'm myself, and I the truth
And I released that when I was in the booth
to my family in Syracuse

say oh-oh! (Oh-oh!)
Say oh-oh! (Oh-oh!)
Say oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh! (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh!)
Say oh-oh, oh-oh! (Oh-oh, oh-oh!)
Say oh-oh, oh-oh! (Oh-oh, oh-oh!)

It goes, "Make the money, let the money make you
Change the game, let the game change you
I'll forever remain
All my say true," I said
"Make the money, don't let the money you
the game, don't let the game change you
I'll forever remain faithful, all my people true"