(Intro)
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You know when you feel that you can do it yourself
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You betta keep dreaming like that
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Cause ain't nothin' in this world given for free
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Do what you do as you do
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It's always your way or no way
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That's my motto
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Welcome to my vision, nigga
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(Verse)
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Get it, get it
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Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind
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Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line
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I'm heavy off in this game, feeling like I'm a vet
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Been puttin' some hard work and I ain't bustin' a sweat
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I conquered the highest mountain, seeking no common grounds
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And looked in the eyes of death, but yet it still ain't found
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Tryna listen to momma, but the streets keep callin' fast
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Like fast money, I feel like the Embolid
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I listen to every verse, time can construct a nerve
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Street shit can happen, just get my niggas to work
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Smokin' the best shit, I'm into the finer things
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I'm bustin' you niggas bubble, cause zipper tied to chain
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Tell me how does it feel when yo dreams finally real
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And you get it all by yourself, without signing a deal
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Without selling yo soul and mortgaging yo ghost
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Giving you too sides of life you niggas ain't know
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(Hook)
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Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind
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Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line
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Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind
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Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line
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(Verse)
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Sometimes like the struggle, all I know is the hustle
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Visions of being rich and bustin' the baddest bitch
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Nigga, I'm still in focus when leathers get sidetracked
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You light the side of head, see, ain't no turnin' back
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Half of you niggas love me, half of you niggas hate me
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That is cause yo bitch wanna fuck me
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I swear that she can get crazy, yeah, she can get deep
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Deeper than six feet. Money sting on my mind
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A nigga can neva sleep. Tell me what do you do
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Tell me how do you feel when niggas give you that look
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Nigga, this shit can get real
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Niggas, they get the bustin', bitches, they get the screamin'
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Livin' that fast lane, you almost feel like a genie
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You almost feel like a screamy, standing in the corner
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Choppin' they get the bussin' and police they call you donner
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I'mma feel like you screamin', you standin' up on the corner
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Choppin' bussin' and police they call you donner
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(Hook)
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Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind
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Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line
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Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind
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Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line
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Ur Way
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Daz Dillinger |