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

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

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

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