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I know get it, I just don't know how
up on the stage, body in the crowd
Parents always tried keep me
But I can't get paid from the crib, so be gone till we on
Whats up, Famous
I had it on my jacket way back in school
Know I wanted to be in them clubs and not all off in that night school
So me and my niggas real life'd it, week we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a crazy flow, man the ain't heard shit like this
I woke up on a Saturday
I'mma cash my check and hit some ass today
Hit the bank, my nigga called me "Go rap for Ye
He at the station, rap that shit you rap everyday"
Man, that shit stupid then I hang up on his ass
Then him back like "Fuck, let's do it"
I didn't even cash my check, man believe my ass pursuit it
I didn't even have no gas but somehow God lead me to it
Like, "Let's do it"

When I heard the songs he was
Man, I he had to be on G.O.O.D Music

Just to think, last night I was in Venice hugging
God Almighty condoms were invented
Cause I had a yellow
That come from out the Simpsons man
Who claim she did it (Yeah right)
But under conditions she was with it
Then I hopped up on that red eye I finished
I been gon for five hours, fuck, my head spinning
Fucked the up, shit she probably still in it
Getting that I be missing, but fuck it I'm on a mission
Flight delayed like 30 minutes, now the shit that I hate
Now it's eight thirty, I'm officially late, for that eight o'clock
I the Program Director hot, but I spit a freestyle up in there so cold
That everybody in that bitch forgot, now I'm running for sound check
And I the line's already to the lot, walking out the station
And that's around the time I got stopped, by this shorty tryna rhyme
said we ain't got time, but time to time
You gotta make time when it's time for karma to come back
I say "Aye dawg, what you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, a lot
Um, alright, young ran the game, man they been afraid
Tryna follow me get in a maze, leave you maid
Um, I'm like a young black Eminem, a riddle and I'm repping that Michigan
Tryna stack my dividends, get my mom a new and them
And the bunch synonyms about how he was living in
I ain't even let him finish shit, I mean I can't lie he was
But at his age, so was I, so give him my email on a fly
And if it sound good, I reply uh

Tell me what you know about dreams, you know about having faith
In something you can't see, tell me how do you believe
What you know about feeling something, that you even touch
What you bout smelling something, that you can't even breathe
But when the world drives you out, and gas tank is on E
All the faith that you had, just ain't all the faith that you
All the that I have, just ain't all the faith that I need
I'm