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to myself break
Well, you like it in the weather babe
But, there gonna be a time
Even tho you like me, and it's the right time
Somebody gonna tell you

you’ve lost
That’s supposed to be your teacher,
Telling you there’s something wrong
That you’re doing, you better act fast on it, but then of cause
We

wouldn't be the way God wanted
I'm grateful for those closed doors
Cos God saved me from compromising my true calling
It's easy to be distracted
By

see it every time you don't act
That your worries are holding you back
By now, you've got to be hurting so bad
Well, this will get you back on track

and watch me drowning in my sorrow
Show me there’s gonna be a brighter tomorrow
Show me that my time has been given, not borrowed
Tell me it’s the same:

tickets
Never had me
I'm a still sing it to you gladly
I won't be defined by your dreams
Committed to my goals, yeah
Got to do my own thing
Keep up

know they got reasons
Do you know the track's release,
Like its a certain disease
People are gonna go feast on this release, yeah
This track gon' be

(You) You run up on me then I'm 'bouta be fuckin' you up, now you runnin' away in the function
I'm really with it I'm burnin' your body it's lookin'

by
You might have set the bar, but I set it high
And now that I'm on the track
You're gonna exercise
Your legs and thighs until you're
Outta breath

Throwback track Monica go ahead and sing to me
Turn the music up, Pop a molly, Epiqué dance for me
Millionaires estate go and get it mix tape for me please

gonna love yeah

They keep telling me I rap insane and to drop more tracks under my own name
It got out of hand with that metal band now I realize it's

gonna stop me
Never will I lay in
Wake up getting to it through the struggle we creating

Keep my life on track
It's all apart of the racing
Family

they’re all the same 

Nobody ever said I was a grime MC
And it's fine by me, run a line by me
And I'll flip the script, times a rhyme by three
That's me

I can't force anything
If it's meant to be it's meant to be
I can't explain what that means to me
But if my heart ain't in it then just leave me be

hate
I'ma stay on track
I'ma never let a motherfucker
Hold me Back
No time for that
No time for that
No, I ain't got no time for that
Yeah, it's showtime

stood up and that mans me (uh ha)
To show you what it takes to be a real MC
You need wicked wicked rhymes [SCRATCHING]
With a sticky sticky style

hand
Always gonna be the one to speak and stand
Never gonna turn my back on a dearest friend
Never gonna say it's over and it's the end

If you tell me

gonna be next to you

Well it's not that I don't care or want to,
It's just I don't even know your name,
Now when you call, yeah, all it does is,
Bring me

calling me a witch"
Look at how they made him, look how much they gave him
Look at all the assists, nigga, if it wasn't for Premier
You wouldn't be, if

it's me
Go from track to track reload the beat

'Cuz the writing's mad, it's noticeably
Where I'm supposed to be so, obviously
Hard to re-enact can't

on the track and get fully engulfed

CHORUS
we are not the same we are different 
looking all around and I’m by myself 
my career will never be a figment 
y’all

imma be kicking it strait like that
But hear what I'm saying and listen, imma be right back (Let's get it)

What you gonna say, I had to leave just

drive to the boat
call me captain tote, know it’s loaded
Losing hope, lets' make a toasts
Talking to the Powers That Be
Come and save me from the world,

fold, living prolific
Cause you know imma go
Gotta go get it

Tell me what you got for me
Show me how its gonna be
I been holding my own
Yeah we grown