Correa
Wizkid
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I know they feel the reverence The catalogue became my evidence F*ck a stack, I keep it 3k, Andre, Benjamin F*ck a plaque, I never wanted one, I wanted dividends On the move, I gotta go, on a roll like a Michelin The circle small, there's only a few of us inside the minivan I'm fucking spitting, salivating, manifesting every plan, gahdamn All the shit that I dreamed came to fruition We're staying steadfast on the mission Why would you act like we supposed to fall? It looked like they wrote us off Oh, what you thought I would quit? Oh, what niggas not convinced? Bitch, I am the architect Still one of the illest around, still got the signature style Killing and murdering vowels, it's a pleasure, it's been an honor Shawn Kemp, I just been tapped in with the Sonics Clark Kent, I feel like superman off the ganja Fly high 'til I die or I fly higher 'Til I hear the beat click like a typewriter Me and Blev like Michael and Phil Mikey Quince off the wall with the Thriller feel, it's getting real We ain't concerned with a record deal I need some peace of mind, acres and some land and a hundred mil' You know they tried to hold me down for life I had to hop back on my feet, I had to get back right I had to take a couple trips, I had to catch that flight I manifested my reality, the feeling is right We larger than life, the drinks cold, the lights is bright I told 'em we gon' live forever, what does that feel like? I said this shit feel real, and there ain't nothing like to compare This shit real, there ain't nothing like to compare, God I understand now, the energy and how this shit goes You gon' get out what you put in, my nigga, didn't you know? They give you handcuffs for free but they ain't giving no dough Before you get a single "yes" you gon' get way more "no's" I swear this shit's a marathon, my nigga just try to keep your pace Don't believe in fallacies and lies they telling to your face They'll sell salt to a slug, they'll sell water to a shark And sell you things beyond your wildest dreams if that's what you want So get your cream, nigga, get your cream, go and get it all F*ck a king, nigga, f*ck a king, nigga, you a God Most of this shit don't mean much Look at the way we came up I cannot be stopped, I'ma sit high up in the treetops, let the beat ride You know they tried to hold me down for life I had to hop back on my feet, I had to get back right I had to take a couple trips, I had to catch that flight I manifested my reality, the feeling is right We larger than life, the drinks cold, the lights is bright I told 'em we gon' live forever, what does that feel like? I said this shit feel real, and there ain't nothing like to compare This shit real, there ain't nothing like to compare, God
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Written by: Brandon Perry, Courtney Blevins
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