(Verse)
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My nigga call me before I wrote this
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Sayin' I swear to God it's gets so hard
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When you're under 30 and you tryin' your best
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To avoid getting that day job
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And you got a degree in some bullshit
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You know you not gonna lose it all
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But you was 18 when you majored in it
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And told you that it will pay the miles high
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But at least you made your mama proud
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She can call to work and tell all her friends
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Honey cha my baby's smart
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And you home alone tryin' to figure it out like damn
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Where's my mama now?
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Wondering where you went wrong where I found your heart
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Wanted to be an entrepreneur nigga, now you just some poor nigga
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A sales clark ain't fly to girls see all they want is them ball players
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Now you stuck in that weird place where you tryin' to know where your purpose is
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You 29 with a roommate you don't like the way you live
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And everybody know it's good for you but if they knew what was good for them
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They would mind their fucking business and stay out of your business
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Real shit got a job you hate and you still broke
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So nigga fuck that shit, don't quit
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Everyday you wake up nigga stay off from your grind
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Keep your mind on your money and your money on your mind
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Keep your future in the front, nigga leave your past behind
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And if a nigga say you got that answers than that motherfucker lying,trust me
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(Hook x2)
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So fuck what they be talking 'bout my nigga do you
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People hate regardless I suggest you do you
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It don't really matter what they say or do
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'Cause nobody believes until your dreams come true
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(Verse)
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I'm here singing that same song see the bottom is where I came from
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Where you don't need that white stuff in your nose is in your brain's none
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Having to walk to work in the cold weather or the hot sun,ain't fun
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Two 9 to 5's and I still wasn't generating enough income
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My manager was a dickhead, wasn't never on a cool shit
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No matter how hard I'd work he would always find a reason to act foolish
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So let me sweep this room quick, before I fucking lose it
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You come back to work tomorrow and beat my manager ass with this broomstick
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I had to get my ass up out of there like I gotta drop this
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Before they say they got me on camera on they off tryin' to steal boxes
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I was so broke I mean so poor I had no cash in my wallet,
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See the vision I had for my future was definitly not this
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My credit score was so pathetic, couldn't even afford a debit
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They afford me a forture to buy my soul but I refused to sell it
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Survive with animalistic instincts is how I made it
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Dude you can tell I've got a heart of a lion
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And the eye of a tiger so it ain't no telling who can get it
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I'm commit for the top spot , while our haters continue to cock block
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I told you my dick was a lesbian bustin' and I'm on my shit like a jock strap
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It's hard for a pimp when the block's hot and they walking around with their glock clocked
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But I'ma make it out by any means so no matter what I will not stop
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(Hook x2)
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So fuck what they be talking 'bout my nigga do you
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People hate regardless I suggest you do you
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It don't really matter what they say or do
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'Cause nobody believes until your dreams come true
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(Verse)
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Okay, hate the dream, the trump the sound of it
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Nightmares leave hard beast to pound in you
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Barbara Townsend if you want girls to lead back you ain't all you surroundings
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People hate what they love that's why they speaking and talk about it
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Air go I stay on auto pilot that bullshit did tho all around it
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Complications in life cost on complications in sight
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Due to stress continue and strive that keeps you far away from your prize
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So intelligent and so wise you are would rather sale a few pies
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'Cause it's the real thing to do not the real goons
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By the senior soul to the sky, damn live your life in a frying pan
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Burnt up and not worked up just can't get right this may be my chip
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Work and live is so tight ,we uncle Sam be a thief too
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Tax the mass and relief few back in class got a middle age
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'Cause the kids walking they need to
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I can't give 2 fucks and about 3 damns about how you feeling about who I am
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I am h |