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

[Taylor
Black boys side of the map
headed, sharing rooms in the back
Back then when still wasn't black
But we loved him anyway Hammer was wack
In Gary, Indiana far from the manor
One use baking soda, Arm & Hammer
Both had broken doors, had broken families
I look at Michael and look at
No samples, examples of all of
Kirk Franklin, Gucci, and all the
When Barney and tees were starter packs
Big bro would moonwalk in all of that
Not for fame or an autograph
Or a co-sign or record deal, baller
And you could put that through the
Chains, rings, bling, meant a thing to the king
Now how is that?
bro, he can rap too, he can trap too, I was flippin' a pack
Till Chano me you can do this and rap

[D.R.A.M. & Elle
You are very
special too
Everyone is
This I know is
I look at you

[Taylor
Daddy got a job at the White
He still in the with the pipes out
Chano didn't get home till it's out
Probably on an ave the bikes out
I'm runnin' through this like whiteout
Tryna it up fore' it's lights out
get the Nikes 'fore it's nice out
Tryna get the peli the white feel
Used to make off of night shows
Way bands and Tonight Shows
We was on and iPhones
How could we rival? We Cain and Abel, the
You cannot away vital, this is survival
I'm from south of Chicago
We our brothers our fathers
My hustlers and robbers
Most of 'em booked or got up
Growin' up they had it
And I was trippin', Chano got me back into the
Told me, "Listen, you gon' to make decisions
Everyone you make is gon' a difference
What's vision? How you livin' when you fifty?
Six under or sixty up like Diddy?
Biggest in the or biggest in the city?
You can be the if you makin' commission
And runnin' my business a politician
And still keep it if there's no pot to piss in
And love you do, if you don't, you'll regret it
And never up if you want to go get it"

[D.R.A.M. & Elle
You are very
special too
Everyone is
This I know is
When I at you

[Taylor
Chano got a tour with
I'm still in the hood, King
Hangin' the G's like D Rose
at life like an ant through a peephole
Tryna it big, fuck a free show
Want a sold out crowd, no weak
Bad bitches on my
That's the life then, we didn't even know
the low, to the dro, to the c-notes
To worship and casinos
To in class, fuck a diploma
I was sellin' out shows in my teen
Look, I staking out for days
I think Moses with the waves
I think that Yeezus might've again
I can hear Victor howlin' in the
Is it too late to do it all when your repetition is reputation's best friend?
I get motivated off of
And I'm the youngest, Michael my kin
like it was a message to give
And like it was a legend to live
And takin' seconds, record after record, I'ma wreck one after this, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
have 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 worked the nine to six, uh
But this shit a gift, uh