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it, ah I guess I take it back to Got my degree but songs was my fascination I got a job installin' cable then I got Moved out my momma but still this music was the motive Around this time I'm 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 volunteer at centers to be a leader I got these dudes lovin' the way I eat the beat up I wanna blow up just wanna give 'em Jesus And Ben startin' up reach records, was all I I hit the road on the weekends to do a Aint' ask for money but still gave a lil' dough Just a bunch of wild kids in the 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 in the hood and folks broke down cryin' when I knew this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme
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Fast forward just to get 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 trippin' we ain't really gettin' paper I'm to marry me a lady I left my old job so I'm rap pay me I my next album Jesus music kinda major I moved away to Memphis it was hot as the And gunshots every night will you wake up Sleepin' on the hopin' you don't pick a stray up Soup Campbell took me in and got my up Then I back to college started workin' on a rebel We had a feelin' it would be a It's like the Lord wrote the whole But at home I was problems Married was like a bad dream, yeah Now we fightin' day My gettin' heavy two babies one baby momma I'm arrogant and self righteous helpin' everybody but my wife the drama
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I need a new new grace new city new state Now we all headed to I'm out tryna lead I'mma bleed 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 table, I thought it wouldn't make the album Surrly after I got a hold of Tim books, man I promise you it's like my whole life changed Andy couch wrote a book about makin' and after that I had to make a slight change Ask the homies I do it for the money man I made Church clothes out of And me and street workin' day and 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 you substance I'm songs fightin' for ya soul We may run at a different pace but continue the race You runnin' yours, I'm runnin' I I left out a lot of details Well, said I'm out of time