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it, ah I I take it back to graduation Got my degree but writin' songs was my I got a job installin' cable then I got Moved out my momma house but still this was the motive Around time I'm bumpin' tunnel rats and Cmo But Lil' Jon was on the radio and on the I got creative took the money I made And a beat machine now it's me and tied it up lately go And I volunteer at detention centers to be a I got these young dudes the way I eat the beat up I ain't wanna blow up just give 'em Jesus And Ben startin' up records, was all I needed I hit the road on the to do a show Aint' ask for money but they still gave a dough Just a bunch of kids in the front row Like you ain't lil Wayne you a lame man, I go But I did it, and I was on a And lil by lil a couple of em get it Was rappin' in the hood and broke down cryin' That's when I this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme
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Fast forward just to get I drop my first album and I'm feelin' like I made it Goin' all around the world tryna tell them 'bout the And I ain't trippin' we ain't really gettin' I'm about to me a lady I left my old job so I'm rap pay me I drop my next album Jesus music kinda I moved away to it was hot as the equator And gunshots every night will make you up Sleepin' on the floor hopin' you pick a stray up Campbell took me in and got my weight up Then I flew to college started workin' on a rebel We had a feelin' it would be a like the Lord wrote the whole thing But at home I was havin' life was like a bad dream, yeah Now we fightin' day My travel heavy two babies one baby momma I'm arrogant and self righteous helpin' everybody but my wife through the
is all fact, it's not fiction You wanna the truth, pay attention And if I gotta mention do it for the love and the mission, yeah My interpretation, it's It's not a fiction, it's my
I need a new place new new city new state Now we all to Atlanta I'm stressed out tryna lead I'mma myself burnin' out I can see the padel I'm just writin' my over beats and I'm guessing Rehab was the outcome I wrote background at the kitchen table, I thought it make the album Surrly I got a hold of Tim Keller's books, man I promise you it's like my whole life changed Andy couch wrote a about culture makin' and after that I had to make a slight change Ask the homies I ain't do it for the man I made Church clothes out of And me and workin' day and night Wait a minute, now gravity is up I won a Grammy, and I ain't trippin' on it I got a mission that I'm fightin' for, I'm writin' songs tryin' to you substance I'm writin' songs fightin' for ya We may run at a different but let's continue the race You runnin' yours, I'm mine I promise I left out a lot of Well, Gavin said I'm out of