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John Calvin Maxwell (born February 20, 1947) is an American author, speaker, and pastor who has written many books, primarily focusing on leadership. Titles include The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership and The 21 Indispensable Qualities of a Leader. His books have sold millions of copies, with some on the New York Times Best Seller List. more »

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I wasn't born to deep pockets in the bank account
So every month money coming in different cash amounts
Its never regular, consistency my biggest downfall
Just like the people I used to hang around
Still tryna make it out the middle class tax bracket
Tuna cans for my dinner made me mad savage
All that hunger in my belly never left
But a couple bad habits crept in and now I'm back tracking
Back packing
Hit the road with no road mapping
On a mic it's all heart when the flow snapping
Yea of course I had to do this on my own, shit
Steady getting high but I'm never losing focus
Faded in the morning that's the vibe that I'm on
I know it really isn't healthy so I'm writing all my wrongs
As my therapy
Thoughts catching up on the Hennessy
When my time is up will anyone really remember me
Long as I keep my smile then I'm sticking to the plan
Love money drugs, that's all that I can fiend on
Things were never perfect had a lot we disagreed on
But when brodie giving up I told the motherfucker dream on and 
I don't like to think about the past a lot
Coz more time when I do it's situations where my hands tied
Only regret not being there when my nan died
It's never real till it's real that's on my nan's life, yeah

I'm in my bag on my 3 am flows
We put the work in god knows
Anytime we hit the road like
I'm In my bag on my 3 am flows
We put the work in god knows
Anytime we hit the road like

I was too busy tryna build my own legacy
Looking for my next high ignoring all my pain
This world brought me sin, I know I've got myself to blame
but I always stayed the same thru the money and the fame
Pound signs makes you blind ain't no word of a lie 
I put my soul in this before I ever saw a single dollars in it
First time I picked up the pen I was too honest wid it
Bringing me to places that my mum wouldn't wanna visit
F*ck a limit always felt like that's another gimmick
To keep us trapped inside a cycle where we're never living
I'm always growing till I take my last breath
Coz the only thing promised in this life is, death
Wake up from a dream and then get back to dreaming
Coz half this shit that I been seeing don't feel real anymore
3 a.m. no frame of mind to believe anymore
But the pressures of the world still revolve all the time
I just open a bottle to wasted opportunity
Coz that's less stress
Less kilograms on my bench press 
When every plate another step to being here less
I'm tryna eat less and fit more words into a sentence
Paint a picture there's a reason I'm an artist
Green and white I turn it straight in to a joint
My brush a little blunt coz I go straight to the point
So if you don't rate my stilo then why you still listening

I'm In my bag on my 3 am flows
We put the work in god knows
Anytime we hit the road like
I'm In my bag on my 3 am flows
We put the work in god knows
Anytime we hit the road like

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