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it, ah I guess I take it back to Got my degree but writin' was my fascination I got a job installin' cable I got promoted Moved out my momma but still this music was the motive Around this I'm bumpin' tunnel rats and Cmo But Lil' Jon was on the and on the charts I got took the money that I made And a beat machine now it's me and tied it up lately go And I at detention centers to be a leader I got these dudes lovin' the way I eat the beat up I ain't wanna blow up wanna give 'em Jesus And Ben up reach records, was all I needed I hit the road on the to do a show Aint' ask for money but still gave a lil' dough Just a bunch of wild in the front row Like you ain't lil Wayne you a man, I gotta go But I did it, and I was on a And lil by lil a of em would get it Was in the hood and folks broke down cryin' That's when I this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme
This is all fact, it's You hear the truth, pay attention And if I never gotta Still do it for the love and the mission, My interpretation, non-fiction
Fast just to get later I just drop my first album and I'm feelin' I made it Goin' all around the tryna tell them 'bout the savior And I ain't trippin' we ain't really gettin' I'm about to me a lady I my old job so I'm praying rap pay me I drop my album Jesus music kinda major I away to Memphis it was hot as the equator And gunshots every will make you wake up Sleepin' on the floor hopin' you pick a stray up Campbell took me in and got my weight up Then I back to college started workin' on a rebel We had a feelin' it be a problem It's the Lord wrote the whole thing But at home I was problems Married was like a bad dream, yeah Now we every day My travel gettin' heavy two babies one baby I'm arrogant and self righteous helpin' everybody but my wife through the
This is all fact, not fiction You wanna hear the truth, pay And if I gotta mention Still do it for the love and the mission, My interpretation, it's not a fiction, it's my interpretation
I need a new place new new city new state Now we all to Atlanta I'm stressed out tryna lead I'mma bleed myself burnin' out I can see the I'm just writin' my pain over and I'm guessing Rehab was the outcome I wrote background at the kitchen table, I thought it wouldn't make the Surrly after I got a hold of Tim Keller's books, man I promise you it's like my whole life Andy wrote a book about culture makin' and after that I had to make a slight change Ask the homies I do it for the money man I made clothes out of love And me and workin' day and night Wait a minute, now is blowin' up I won a Grammy, and I ain't even on it I got a mission that I'm fightin' for, I'm writin' songs tryin' to give you I'm songs fightin' for ya soul We may run at a different pace but let's the race You yours, I'm runnin' mine I promise I left out a lot of Well, Gavin said I'm out of