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

Bennett:]
Black boys south of the map
Nappy headed, sharing rooms in the
Back then when Michael wasn't black
But we loved him anyway 'cause Hammer was
In Gary, ain't far from the manor
One use soda, other Arm & Hammer
Both had broken doors, both had broken
I look at Michael and at Chano
No samples, of all of that
Kirk Franklin, Gucci, and all the
When Barney and white tees starter packs
Big bro still moonwalk in all of that
Not looking for or an autograph
Or a or record deal, baller pass
And you could put through the polygraph
Chains, rings, bling, never meant a thing to the
Now how crazy is
Young bro, he can rap too, he can too, I was flippin' a pack
Till told me you can do this and rap

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

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

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

[Taylor
Chano got a tour Gambino
I'm still in the hood, Gyros
Hangin' with the G's D Rose
Look at life like an ant through a
Tryna make it big, fuck a free
a sold out crowd, no weak hoes
Bad on my dino
That's the life then, we didn't even know
the low, to the dro, to the c-notes
To Porsches and casinos
To dreamin' in class, a diploma
I was sellin' out in my teen moments
Look, I been staking out for
I think Chano Moses the waves
I think Yeezus might've rose again
I can Victor howlin' in the wind
Is it too late to do it all again when your repetition is reputation's friend?
I get off of revenge
And I'm the youngest, Michael my kin
Writing like it was a to give
And walking like it was a legend to
And never takin' seconds, record after record, I'ma one after this, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
have worked the nine to six, uh
But music shit a gift, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
have worked the nine to six, uh
But music shit a gift, uh