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[Paul
I'm not the type that likes to think about the I was broke
reminisce on how everybody my rhymes was a joke
I played if fair while competitors were buying their
But thats I ain't crying I cope
They talk about I owe them somethin, but they the ones thats holdin me
They the same people me down
Thats why anytime I hop up on the mic there no holding me back
Watch I show ya'll the of clown
Until I'm under the
They disrespect or slander my name
It takes more than a mind to handle the fame
I'm walking one path in this broad, game
If you don't have an don't stand in the rain
It gets deep boys losing they life cause of their
Get jacked their car cause of their cappin
Alot of cats things that they lackin
But I'm real baby ain't no actin, just real

[Chorus: singing]
Seems Only Times I'm Balling Balling Balling Balling
Foreigns, Are Crawling, Now Hood Rats Are Calling
My Stacks Is Tall and To Them and Frauds But Hey
Where Was You At The Day
Never See Myself, Falling Falling Falling
Me Falling Off from Rappin Back To Starving
No Lacs Or Foreigns, Gucci Hats Or Hey
I Couln't See The Day-ay-ay