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So let me start by saying we was born for greatness
Elite and the tyrants heading to face us
We're strong on the outside and nothing can phase us
But

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that

I'm fascinated with your mind, plus in love with your body
She grip me like a pistol, then I squeeze

through the shit I done dealt
Wish they told me they ain't want my help
I should've been walked the path, by myself
Welp, I guess I had to learn to propel

Bro addicted to meds I tried to make em care
I seen em going through sum shit I say hold up yo head
I seen the realest dying, I told my pops that shit

I'm a have all gold to make up for no silver spoon
It'll only take ten dollars to get rid of you
Had a chance to advance, but yo ass didn't move

the reason that I rap more

I operate at full speed never stop for breaks going to get the guap the cake
I oscillate through my raps that are often great and I

that they right wrong 
Them left off, them life gone, it's trife (huh) 
My heart Christ, moving mountains is a way of life 
By any means, 'lotta gotta

wanna do it too
I find that shit ridiculous
Make the run, there's a chance you won't return
Hand me what I'm owed then this meeting is adjourned
It's what

through my mind
I remember how things all used to be
Reassuring, we’re kissing erotically
I can’t apologize
It’s just how I feel
I can’t see growing up

Look I'm sorry the slack I just blame it on the working
Talking like I'm really working But these verses that I worship I been tryna make em perfect

at me now, made it this far no kids
I'm beating my pops
I started beating the block
And niggas start leaving the block
Either that nigga dead or ducking

Weekend she texting me that XO
Followed by explicit content, home invasion I run in
So many different routes that I could take to be proactive
But the pros

only 18, I was not livin phat/

Now mama tellin me, you smokin this and that/
I dont believe it, or maybe I dont wanna get the facts/
Because this shit

come in peace
No artillery
You incite the riots
Turn the people on me
The only thing we beat is concrete
When we stomp our feet marching through these

and me
Remember when you kissed me so vividly
I feel in love with your touch
I feel in love with your kiss
I feel in love with the rush
I wanna make you my

Pardon me if i been distant i’m granting my wishes and steadily making this paper
Motivated by my haters
I’m goin up like vapors
I’m saving money so that

plain sight
In plain speaking, in plain sight
Did you see that, did you hear that?

A poet, a poet's, uh, fate is by choice
You choose it
You gotta

on to things that I can't let go. that sounds redundant because it is
I grind like mortar and pestle. I'm pissed like a hot head with a head cold
Holding a hot

know
Found out about them
Babe tell me how come?
You said you let that shit go
If you didn't mean it why'd you tell me so?
Through everything I stayed by

Don't you get it yet?
The point is that I really care
And that feelings like this for me are really rare
I mean, it's silly there was so much left to say

Low IQ yeah I'd bet it
Let me go ahead and check it
When I said that, he was gone
He knew him lying was wrong
So now ima make this song
To tell you what

before the second date
In my good suit
Grey Goose
Come thru
Pour a drink mam
You know you that chic if you walk in on my damn hand
I'm great Sam Scott with

That's it
I've had en-ou-gh
Put your hands up
For the c-i-t-y
Put yah hands up
For your c-I-t-y

City get you, deep, creep, dodging
Hustle past

That's it
I've had en-ou-gh
Put your hands up
For the c-i-t-y
Put yah hands up
For your c-I-t-y
City get you, deep, creep, dodging
Hustle past