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Fourty-five hours, caught in a week
I was in high school, never could peak
All of them jocks, i couldn't compete
But look at me now, they sharin' my Tweets
It's sweet
Top of the class, to fell in the streets
That was a thing that football couldn't Teach
You were down bad, and i had a hand
I could've reached, i didn't by choice
I had a plan, made use of my voice
Blockin' out pain, with every noise
Planted a seed, planted with soil
You planted with luck, and luck didn't Rejoice
I could've told you, but you wouldn't Listen
One of the few in my family, who Didn't
Go be a nurse, or court intervention But look at me now, took over the Mission
The mission was paper, a house, and a Wife
Two of them down, and one on the rise
I bet you could guess, I'll let you guess Twice
I know it's coming, with greater advice
They said I'm loco, and never could Make it
But look at the stats, i finally made it
I got a few statements and all of them Stated
That I'll be a GOAT, if i chose to be Patient
I'm careful with all of my moves, I play It safe like I play operation
It came overnight, like protein with Casein
But save it, I got a few friends and
A few of them fake
They want to chill, i told them we could
Before i make plans, make sure i get Paid
I don't get paid to go play with a snake
Isn't it funny that none of them stayed?
Not really, i seen it, they didn't believe It
A couple months later, they back in my Face
That's fake
Back in my town, they all want to chill
They throwing me drama, i hate it for Real
Offering tea, and offer to spill it but i Couldn't care bout a man who's too Broke to go Handle they business
Without me
Handle my weight, like I'm wrestling Rowley
Handle some extra, if they gettin' Rowdy
It's crazy that some of you still gonna Doubt me
I doubt it
Made a new route, and i found it
Columbus the way that i founded
The flows, the switch, the goals, the Itch
To make a new path even if it's re-Routed
I'm itching to kill any instrumental
With a fiddle, little bitty killer who Showin' out strong, but like Malcolm
He's stuck in the middle
A sinner, who's feeling to fill up
A bucket he listed to do anything that He wishes
I'm wishing you listen
Cause half of you fishing for industry Gimmics and they didn't tell you Before you done Did it
I did it, but knew it as soon as i ended It
Now i been killing it since
Two-thousand and four, a youngin' was born
Eighteen years later he's gone to go get it
I been him
And they never seen this kid coming
Shocked em all and i love it
Studio, off a budget
Now i got em all wondering
Half of you'd hate if I'm honest
I flaunted my talent, like taughted Cause why would i waste what i got For somebody Who Ain't making Commas
That's long shot
Aaron Rodgers, I'm on dot
My brother'll love it cause we both got Something in similar
Only thing on our head is the cheese
What do you get in return, to be cheap
Sheesh

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