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Kahlil Simplis

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God laid it out, I just played my part with it
Used to be a shell of myself, I had to start livin'
I'm the type to leave a room if it's not authentic
I dedicate my all, somethin' gotta start givin'
Used to go at niggas in the league when I hoop
Shit translated
Now I'm really league in the booth
Buckets to Bentayga's and we bleedin' the roof
That's what pushin' through and not conceding we'll do
I can have a smile on my face but be burnt out
Didn't codepend on other people, I just learned how
Independent with it, so I gotta do it all
'Cause if this shit fails, I'm the only one who falls
Moms apologizin' for my childhood, but look at my success
I tell her all the times we struggles really worth the tests
Knew the whole time angels had their hands on me
Blind faith in God and the plans he has for me
I remember hittin' Vegas on my summer days
Passin' out my flyers on the bridge under Drai's
Shit you gotta do, you really wanna make it out
I moved like I was rich with nothin' in my bank account
Visualizin' 50,000, watchin' me on stage
Left a few behind, sometimes circles get rearranged
I'm only tryna elevate, so yeah, I had to change
'Cause who am I to work this hard just to stay the same?
God laid it out, I just play my part with it
Used to be a shell of myself, I had to start livin'
I'm the type to leave a room if it's not authentic
I dedicate my all, somethin' gotta start givin'
Used to go at niggas in the league when I hooped
Shit translated
Now I'm really league in the booth
Buckets to Bentayga's and we bleedin' the roof
That's what pushin' through and not conceding will do
I feel like I lose some body every week
Too focused on the bread, I ain't had time to grieve
Fruits of my labor that my grandmas could eat
'Cause I'll be damned if my pinnacle somethin' they didn't see
My biggest fear is losin' them before the fame hits
Another day, another girl tellin' me I ain't shit
I'm Picasso with these words that I paint with
You ask me how I'm doin', "different toilet same shit"
New year and we cuttin' the loose ends
I've been through too much to make new friends
And when life hits back, what you gon' do then?
You know this shit hit, cause B-Mac produced this
I saw an opportunity and took a chance on it
I found different ways to rise through all my bad moments
I know that I'm protected from the bad omens
And if you preachin' bout some shit, you gotta stand on it
God laid it out, I just play my part with it
Used to be a shell of myself, I had to start livin'
I'm the type to leave a room if it's not authentic
I dedicate my all, somethin' gotta start givin'
Used to go at niggas in the league when I hooped
Shit translated
Now I'm really league in the booth
Buckets to Bentayga's and we bleedin' the roof
That's what pushin' through and not conceding will do

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