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Know your lane, hold it down
Either be fake or keep it real
This is art, so let me paint
Yeah, let me grow, leave me be
Lead by example or be

They made us think we dumb so I'm out here trynna change that (For real)
The truth is like a wound, that's why them niggas can't face facts (Yeah, they

the world told us
That we could be anything
Before 40 hour work weeks
And we actually had dreams
Now we just work and sleep
Follow the crowd like some sheep

a house in the hills
Ain't nobody ever do it like this
No shit, fuck that
Couple hours on a track, it's a hit
No cap, whenever we rap
That's when it gets

peel
We told you one shot
A lot of shit from your mouth did your gums rot
Am I on track to my goals? Is the sun hot
You can't take me off like a nun's

a break, take a sec
Do what I do when it’s fucking Simon says
Used to be the little kid in a play station
Turned to playing games without the feelings like

I am truly an MC's duty
To throw fire at any rapper who be spittin' it booty
History unruly
The only kid rooting for Judas in Bible study
The mind is

the script
Surrounded by actors
Who would of known the boy from the hills would be so grounded
Never stagnant
Star gazing
Meditating
Incense fill the room
Sage

Yeah I came from out the gutter like a bowling ball
Started off broke now I don’t talk unless there’s dough involved
Want some Balenciaga sneakers

a horrible game if you don't have a plan
Back in the lockdown, I was a kid who was bored, now Cambridge are posting my track
I do this differently, and by

Nowhere to Hide

Foreign Legion

Kidnapper Van: Beats to Rock While Bike-Stealin'

2000

First they tell you that it's good to put that Vitamin see inside your diet
Shape tablets like cartoons so the kids all want to try it
You wouldn't expect

Worldwide

Mr. 45

Chronic Irresponsibility

2001

on the map, ya s'posed to show me love
Wid grad fore ya get me, yeh I'm that chosen thug
I spit on a track flowin' like skatin' on frozen blood
Amazin' when

Felt like I was on my own
My hearts been blown
Don't  want to keep going so don't prove me wrong
My homes gone, the day has been long
I just don't

day, you losin' track
But you tryna keep it hunned
And some day, you just
You just feel like you fallin'
So you fall
Da-la-la-la
Remember when you was

me, he be doing my promotion
I'm the reason that he rolling rolling, rolling, rolling
I could put you in the sky, make you feel just like you floating
I

inside, and with that we will find
The only path that will guide us to paper stacked up real high
I'll make these dreams come true for us one track

want to step up, ill deliver it
Message of how I was getting it
 Since a little kid
..^Now I grew up, still meddeloin
You a little Pokemon like pek a Chu

Yea
Sikh
Mal
Mass

Picturing the kings ain't
This what you kids say
You prefer us to do
If it's risky
You risk take
You said you could spit
But you

off any minute, I just need a reason
It's like the angel on the shoulder got killed by the demon
It's like I can't give up on greatness no not while I'm

planets afar to save us
from rappers with all that fakeness actors calling for make up imagine having to wake up and that was
on all the stations I

got the drop know we takin his life
Watch us hang out the window wit dracos
Shawty thick like J Lo
Steppers armed like Halo
I'm jus tryna get me

Well I used to go down
And put a penny on those tracks
Run up to the general store
Come back and find if flat
Now I find ways
To fade it all to black

simple
Embed it in your head like a damn dimple
And we never gone cross the line like a damn triple
Want to be smart not dumb when they calling us mental

On Talladega nights America’s movin' fast
Got us taking left and rights and barreling off the track
So blame it on DuPont
Blame it on the Teflon
Blame checks