I'm leaving school early, I got a stack to make
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This school don't teach me no swag so I just pack and wait
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To chase the dream, you know how long that can take
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But you better off being quiet if that's all you gon' say
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Lookin' the eyes, sometimes you gotta realize
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The way you feel tries to stop you from your real grind
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I know niggas who would die for a real mind
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But I got it so it's that "let's go make a mil" time
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Life changing, rearranging, different stages
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Different stages in different cities, man shit is crazy
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Who would have thought I come to kill it, promoter paid me
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Come back home, they run into him like "That's the same Casey!"
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A grown man, them same problems don't remain to phase me
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Still shining, still growing, still Customized Greatly
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On the grind, they wasn't knowing now they gotta face it
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Girl, you still on my and I ain't trying to erase it.
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Face my problems like its gotta be read through some pages
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Speaking to God, swear I'm working on my patience
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Was having a bunch of fans when you my favorite
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But I got a bunch the plans, I'm running to the pavement.
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The streets of L.A. where I lay my pavement.
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Words spread so fast, a nigga out in Asia
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Yea, be discreet with yo.. prolly get them all
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The future is ours, I think it's time to kill them all
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Asa lama lakum to all the flakers and the constant haters
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Who constantly contradict themselves [...]
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Nigga, I'm on
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Yeah man.
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I present to you Customized Greatly!
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From the city of Los Angeles to the World!
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Yeah!
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Customized Greatly
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