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

[Taylor
Black south side of the map
headed, sharing rooms in the back
Back then when Michael wasn't black
But we loved him anyway 'cause Hammer was
In Gary, Indiana ain't far from the
One use soda, other Arm & Hammer
had broken doors, both had broken families
I look at Michael and look at
No samples, examples of all of
Franklin, Gucci, and all the trap
When Barney and tees were starter packs
Big bro would still moonwalk in all of
Not looking for fame or an
Or a co-sign or record deal, pass
And you could put that through the
Chains, rings, bling, never meant a thing to the
Now how is that?
Young bro, he can rap too, he can too, I was flippin' a pack
Chano told me you can do this and rap

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

[Taylor
got a job at the White House
He still in the hood with the out
Chano didn't get home it's light out
Probably on an ave with the out
I'm runnin' this paper like whiteout
Tryna count it up fore' lights out
get the Nikes 'fore it's nice out
Tryna get the peli the white feel
Used to make bands off of shows
Way before bands and Tonight
We was on and iPhones
How we rival? We Cain and Abel, the Bible
You take away vital, this is survival
I'm south side of Chicago
We our brothers our fathers
My homies and robbers
Most of 'em booked or got up
Growin' up had it hardest
And I was trippin', got me back into the vision
Told me, "Listen, you gon' to make decisions
Everyone you make is gon' a difference
What's your vision? How you when you fifty?
Six feet or sixty up like Diddy?
in the world or biggest in the city?
You can be the boss if you makin'
And runnin' my business like a
And still it real if there's no pot to piss in
And love what you do, if you don't, you'll it
And never give up if you to go get it"

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

Bennett:]
Chano got a tour with
I'm still in the hood, King
Hangin' with the G's like D
Look at like an ant through a peephole
Tryna make it big, fuck a show
Want a sold out crowd, no weak
Bad on my dino
That's the life back then, we didn't know
the low, to the dro, to the c-notes
To worship and casinos
To dreamin' in class, fuck a
I was out shows in my teen moments
Look, I been out for days
I think Chano Moses with the
I think that Yeezus might've rose
I can hear howlin' in the wind
Is it too late to do it all again when your repetition is best friend?
I get motivated off of
And I'm the youngest, Jackson my kin
like it was a message 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
Should have the nine to six, uh
But this music a gift, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
Should worked the nine to six, uh
But music shit a gift, uh