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I I'mma get it, I just don't know how
Heart up on the stage, in the crowd
Parents always tried me home
But I can't get paid from the crib, so be gone till we on
up, Finally Famous
I had it on my jacket way in high school
Know I wanted to be in them night clubs and not all off in that school
So me and my niggas real life'd it, every we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a flow, man the city ain't heard shit like this
I woke up early on a
Said I'mma cash my check and hit ass today
Hit the bank, my nigga called me "Go rap for Ye
He at the station, rap that that 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 my check, man can't believe my ass pursuit it
I didn't even no gas but somehow God just lead me to it
Like, "Let's do it"

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

Just to think, last night I was in Venice bitches
Thanking God condoms were invented
Cause I had a bone
That come from out the Simpsons man
Who she never did it (Yeah right)
But under these conditions she was it
Then I hopped up on that red eye when I
I been gon for five hours, fuck, my head spinning
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 that I
Now eight thirty, I'm officially late, for that eight o'clock spot
I know the Program Director hot, but I spit a 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 that I got stopped, by shorty tryna rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but to time
You gotta make time when it's time for to come back around
I say "Aye dawg, you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, thanks a lot
Um, alright, young ran the game, man they been afraid
Tryna me get in a maze, leave you minute maid
Um, I'm like a young black Eminem, it's a riddle and I'm repping that
stack my dividends, get my mom a new crib and them
And the just synonyms about how he was living in
I even let him finish shit, I mean I can't lie he was alright
But at his age, shit so was I, so him my email on a fly
And if it sound good, I reply uh

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