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[D.R.A.M.:]
You are special
You're too

Bennett:]
Black south side of the map
Nappy headed, sharing in the back
Back when Michael still wasn't black
But we loved him anyway 'cause was wack
In Gary, Indiana ain't far the manor
One use baking soda, Arm & Hammer
Both had broken doors, had broken families
I look at Michael and look at
No samples, of all of that
Kirk Franklin, Gucci, and all the
When Barney and white tees starter packs
Big bro would moonwalk in all of that
Not for fame or an autograph
Or a co-sign or record deal, pass
And you could put that through the
Chains, rings, bling, never a thing to the king
Now how is that?
Young bro, he can rap too, he can trap too, I was a pack
Till Chano me you can do this and rap

[D.R.A.M. & Elle
You are special
You're too
is special
This I is true
When I at you

[Taylor
Daddy got a job at the House
He still in the hood with the out
Chano didn't get home till light out
on an ave with the bikes out
I'm runnin' this paper like whiteout
Tryna count it up fore' lights out
Tryna get the Nikes 'fore nice out
Tryna get the peli the white feel
Used to make bands off of shows
Way before bands and Shows
We was on and iPhones
How could we rival? We Cain and Abel, the
You cannot take vital, this is survival
I'm south side of Chicago
We call our our fathers
My homies and robbers
Most of 'em booked or got up
up they had it hardest
And I was trippin', Chano got me into the vision
Told me, "Listen, you gon' have to make
Everyone you make is make a difference
What's vision? How you livin' when you fifty?
Six feet under or up like Diddy?
Biggest in the world or biggest in the
You can be the if you makin' commission
And runnin' my like a politician
And keep it real if there's no pot to piss in
And love what you do, if you don't, regret it
And never give up if you to go get it"

[D.R.A.M. & Varner:]
You are very
You're too
is special
This I is true
When I at you

Bennett:]
Chano got a with Gambino
I'm still in the hood, King
Hangin' the G's like D Rose
Look at life like an ant through a
make it big, fuck a free show
Want a sold out crowd, no hoes
Bad on my dino
That's the life then, we didn't even know
From the low, to the dro, to the
To Porsches and casinos
To dreamin' in class, a diploma
I was sellin' out shows in my teen
Look, I been out for days
I think Chano with the waves
I think that Yeezus might've rose
I can hear Victor howlin' in the
Is it too late to do it all again when repetition is reputation's best friend?
I get motivated off of
And I'm the youngest, Michael my kin
Writing like it was a to give
And like it was a legend to live
And never takin' seconds, after record, I'ma wreck one after this, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
Should worked the nine to six, uh
But this shit a gift, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
Should have the nine to six, uh
But music shit a gift, uh