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I know I'mma get it, I don't know how
Heart up on the stage, in the crowd
Parents always keep me home
But I can't get paid from the crib, so I'll be gone we on
Whats up, Finally
I had it on my way back 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 it, every week we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a crazy flow, man the city ain't heard shit like
I woke up on a Saturday
Said cash my check and hit some ass today
Hit the bank, my called me like: "Go rap for Ye
He at the station, rap that that you rap everyday"
Man, that shit sounds stupid I hang up on his ass
Then called him like "Fuck, let's do it"
I even cash 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"

When I 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 hugging bitches
Thanking God Almighty condoms were
I had a yellow bone
That could've come out the Simpsons man
Who claim she did it (Yeah right)
But these conditions she was with it
Then I up on that red eye when I finished
I been gon for five hours, fuck, my still spinning
Fucked the hotel up, shit she still in it
Getting rest 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 thirty, I'm officially late, for that eight o'clock spot
I know the Program Director hot, but I spit a freestyle up in there so
everybody in that bitch forgot, now I'm running late for sound check
And I heard the line's to the lot, walking out the station
And that's around the time that I got stopped, by this tryna rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but to time
You make time 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 been afraid
follow 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
Tryna my dividends, get my mom a new crib and them
And the bunch just 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, 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 having
In something you can't see, tell me how much do you
What you know about feeling something, that you even touch
you know bout smelling something, that you can't even breathe
But when the world you out, and your gas tank is on E
All the that you had, just ain't all the faith that you need
All the faith that I have, ain't all the faith that I need
I'm