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Check it out |
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I want you to feel me baby |
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I want you to understand me baby |
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This is it yo, no bullshit |
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No jokes, no games |
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This is it yo, fo real |
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I see it happenin' man |
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It's about to go down |
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For all of us (fo real) |
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I see you swinging, I see you noddin' to it |
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It's about to go down for us, word up man |
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We almost home |
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We almost at the finish line nigga |
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It feel good, don't it? Oh! |
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And it's ova! |
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I can go home and chill |
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(Feel it, yo) |
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[Verse 1] |
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It's a long process from bar 1 to bar 16 and |
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Writin in my notebook from morn' to evenin |
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But my fam still not believin' - in my bed late |
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At night with my eyes closed, often dreaming |
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And zoned out, I'm gone now **** it I'm home now |
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I rest in the rhythm I'm a rolling stone now |
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Making my own way from stone cold days and long nights |
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But who could feel my sacrifice |
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Cause they ain't half as nice and couldnt' understand |
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How I feel when I'm on the track board turnin a knob switch |
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Moms keep talking that old "get a real job" shit |
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And that's the kind of thinking Phonte got a prob with |
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Solved it - my blood fam on the bandwagon |
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Can't believe the man put his plan into action |
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They rather that I choose a different path for my passion |
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Couldn't understand I demand satisfaction |
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[Hook] |
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They say you might be crazy |
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And sometimes I agree |
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You and I know that's not all that you are |
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They say you might be crazy |
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Selfish in power baby |
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You and I know that's not all that you are |
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[Verse 2] |
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Yo, it's a new day it's time to see |
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I got a seed, Amaya, the love of my life |
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Best believe, plus I still got love for me |
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I'm doin this for her and me, take mics and make currency |
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Steady worryin' yo, I wish I had a clone of me |
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Man this ain't the way it supposed to be |
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My daughter's mom wishin she was close to me |
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Holdin' me, instead she's lonely - and loathing |
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Complaining that her life's competin' with mine |
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Cause I be out of the house for weeks at a time |
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And she be stuck at home playing housewifey with an attitude |
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Before we had a kid, we should've had a clue |
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I fell asleep with this beat on repeat |
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Repetative loop life seems to greet me |
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I'm trying to be a better man, please believe me |
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Ready and God willin if you ready to teach me, for real. word up |
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[Hook] |
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(Real talk, yo) |
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[Verse 3] |
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Everybody got a way to try to be the man |
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Some write rhymes others move kilograms |
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You ain't tryna play yourself with me neither man |
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Because I was dealt I can play 'em with either hand (c'mon) |
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I gotta be the plan, put it in motion |
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A nigga on the grind I'm proceedin with focus |
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I know that makin my moves ain't a part of your plans |
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But understand that that ain't all that I am |
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I was lost in the trance, woke up |
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Got a call from a man with a studio he bought with a grand |
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Feel like destiny was in the palm of his hand |
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Real shit we can all understand (check it out yo) |
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[Hook] |
