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it, ah I guess I it back to graduation Got my degree but writin' songs was my I got a job installin' then I got promoted Moved out my house but still this music was the motive this time I'm bumpin' tunnel rats and Cmo But Lil' Jon was on the radio and on the I got creative took the that I made And a beat machine now it's me and tied it up lately go And I volunteer at detention to be a leader I got these young dudes the way I eat the beat up I ain't blow up just wanna give 'em Jesus And Ben startin' up records, was all I needed I hit the road on the weekends to do a Aint' ask for money but they still gave a dough Just a bunch of wild in the front row you ain't lil Wayne you a lame man, I gotta go But I did it, and I was on a And lil by lil a couple of em get it Was rappin' in the and folks broke down cryin' That's when I knew this was bigger than me and bigger than
This is all fact, non-fiction You wanna hear the truth, pay And if I never gotta do it for the love and the mission, yeah My interpretation, it's
Fast forward just to get I just drop my first album and I'm like I made it Goin' all around the world tryna tell them 'bout the And I ain't trippin' we ain't really paper I'm to marry me a lady I left my old job so I'm rap pay me I drop my next album Jesus music 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 don't 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 it would be a problem It's like the Lord the whole thing But at home I was havin' Married life was like a bad dream, Now we fightin' day My travel gettin' heavy two one baby momma I'm arrogant and self helpin' everybody but my wife through the drama
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I need a new place new grace new city new Now we all headed to I'm stressed out tryna lead I'mma myself burnin' out I can see the padel I'm just writin' my pain over beats and I'm guessing was the outcome I wrote background at the kitchen table, I it wouldn't 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 a book 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 even on it I got a mission that I'm fightin' for, I'm writin' tryin' to give you substance I'm songs fightin' for ya soul We may run at a different pace but let's continue the You runnin' yours, I'm mine I I left out a lot of details Well, Gavin said I'm out of