Check it out, it's the end of the The end of like10 years ago when I first started rapping All I wanted to do was make Get it to people; see they thought And see how they felt about it, get my props or Now the end of that cause now I gotta do in-stores, photo shoots, (You guys come here!) Check the with the fucking reps, man And now it's like, it's not about you and me My job is to get it to the people, not the who diss me But the who are feeling me, give you the soundtrack for life (For you)
1] Now I came to the game I was wet behind the ears All I had was some raps that I y'all to hear Straight low I was underground thuggin' it You think I gave a fuck a publicist? (NO!) You think I gave a if you dubbed this shit? (NO!) Now the industry is runnin' this underground (What?) The industry is runnin' underground shit (Oh!) Now what that is my crew wants a street team My crew wants a video so they can be And that was my since I was pre-teen But as I got older and the world got swooped and put the dreams over Now I'm content with the mastery of Realize the importance is being heard By fans who love you and you love And honestly it's love moves this pen
2X] It's me! about you!
2] Now what I'm trying to say is fuck a man I just make music and get it in your hands All the bullshit in between is to get to you I gotta hop a few fences Interviews, record pools, managers, fools Lawyers, logos, contracts, promos, Conference, contracts, combat The psycho's cycle me out I just wanna the mic and turn the party out a little clout with the butter in my mouth But all the politics and make me wanna shout (MOTHERFUCKER!! under his voice*) So an rebel with a flow So if y'all wanna step to my then fa'sho Let's go, strap bombs, lap on, com Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all you 2X]
3] Look, I don't do it for my wealth I do it for And the moment you pick this up up off the See, you chose me and that a lot Work hard for your money and is what you bought expert so far my best work Is yet to be seen, but I'm steppin' to the With a putter in my hand butter over bland Was another fan, now I'm addin' to the plot Not thinking I'm the man 'cause I what I got Knowing you can it all in just one shot But like I said I'm on the green staying to earth L.A. is the set, MidTown's the But I'm to the world when I pound this verse Right through mic into your ears Took less a second for me to get here So forget your fears, and peep here
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By the way, Chris get thicka for a nigga, c'mon
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