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Blood, sweat, tears
That's the name of the game
I'm at Bay, blazing shit
Most relating to Dame
They focusing saying a name or
Making a name
Meanwhile I'm whipping they ass and Taking the names
For that I sound more Mayweather
In the frigid months
Dripping wit skill, bank on my name
Trained tank if war coming
My behavior the same
Draping in gold
So even if I fall I drop jewels!
People say that I'm the life of the party
I tell a joke or two
But shit really smokey
Yea I might be laughing but
Take a good look in ma face in your
Passing and you might see the blues
I mean it's true
People that's in my family never knew
And I pump fake, knowing deep down It's better to
Come off the lunch break
Watering pain I forever grew, that
Turned into stress
Dark clouds turned into gloom
Celebrating my wins
And I ain't won yet
Not one yet! I mean
I credit my ambition
I'm working, man listen
Back pains, neck pains, stress, rain
Ain't seen the sun yet
Still its Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this Ra that
And its stormy
I shine, but I ain't seen the sun yet!
You win some
Then its the losses
Come in abundance
I lost weight, funny bones
Seen niggaz cry over onions
Cutting up, now beef cooking
Time to step on some bunions
Throw rocks, hide they hands
And from there, get to running
Ain't no love in the streets
Athletic combines
Nine to five's
Barely even love on the timelines
Cuz niggaz will dub you
I'm talking, dropping dime dimes
See you running the forty and
Pray that your time bomb
Get to work, arrive calm
Then da gadflies
Push you to point by lunch
A ticking time bomb!
Make you wanna quit, but leave
On some Bron-Bron fast-break
Out with a bang, go down da line like
F*ck you! F*ck you!
Here's what I signed I'm
Put in my two weeks
Don't worry I'm fine, I'm
Oh I'm fired? That's cool too
What I'm a do next?
Whatever I choose to, the f*ck!
Celebrating my wins
And I ain't won yet
Not one yet! I mean
I credit my ambition
I'm working, man listen
Back pains, neck pains, stress, rain
Ain't seen the sun yet!
Still its Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this Ra that
And it's stormy
I shine, but ain't seen the sun yet!
Big heart and I love hard
It ain't never easy though
Watching ones you love
Change for some measly dough
Chris Tucker, when it's money shit
Funny shit
Call they self being smart
But turn into a dummy quick
One dummy flip
Then they back on some bummy shit!
Starving, on they last bit of cereal
Dust, crummy shit!
Then look to you
They did everything in the book to You
Been a crook to you
Forgetting all da things they took from You
But your heart so big, you forgive Them
Though them scars
And them marks so big
You may re live them
Praying for peace and living serene
Realizing ain't no reason
To be living so mean
That tool packing Phillip
Screw the world regime
Gets faded, like gray clouds
You feel the sun, slowly paraded
Smiling more
And may get over
Being serrated
And, embrace that shining
Really within
Celebrating my wins
And I ain't won yet
Not one yet! I mean
I credit my ambition
I'm working, man listen
Back pains, neck pains, stress, rain
Ain't seen the sun yet!
Still its Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this, Ra that
All this Ra Ra
Ra this Ra that
And its stormy
I shine, but ain't seen the sun yet!

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