Retrospection
Tom Orlando
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Yeah Off the cut Better know that I dont give a f*ck I feel the pain up in my gut I gave it all up for this shit Through the pain I see for what its all about Working every single day Draining me of all my energy I know all of what I'm gonna be Driving through the boulevard As an artist Living out my dream By the time I'm twenty five Multi millionaire Making all this money Living large Throw it in the air I dont give a f*ck about these hoes Got a child on the way Aint no need for all these kind of lows If they playing with my son They can get the smoke Pull a cigar out the pocket Gotta take it slow Keep my eyes on the horizon so my son set All these bitches want the dough but I got none left If you wanna better life you otta confess I'm the best you gon get aint no contest All of these fake fuckers around me Working on a project tried to bring em up but now I see I wasn't shit to them Just another avenue to get up to the top Some collective what a flop Really thought you were some real ones But I see that I am all alone Gonna make it on my own Aint not time for all these fake pricks Gotta focus on my own shit Become the best I won't quit
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