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Yeah, I got places to go and get this paper 
Ain't ever showing grace to my foes, snitches and traitors 
You'll never catch me chasing the hoes just to get sprayed up
Motherfuckers be misplacing their woes and shit for favors
Yet they won't be embracing my show of tears and labor 
But once I got them facing this smoke, appear as vapor
They can't f*ck up the pace of my flow, lyrics, and cadence
Cause shit, I got some places to go, I'm here to make it 

Right now I'm straight up haulin' on the gas, showing 90 on the dash 
Got the hottest shit on blast and left the drama in the past 
Now I'm fuckin' up the track worse than my momma in her crash 
Faced the struggle, now let's see how long my prominence will last 
Bitch, you downplaying me cause I ain't got commas in my cash 
Yet you're just as broke as me, therefore, your common sense is trash 
F*ck with me, you're getting smoked, this much I'm promisin' your ass 
Got some Mozart playing in the background, bombin' shit with class 
Pushing forward past the sycophantic micromanagers
Use their tactics against them to work to my advanatge, but
I'm never taking life for granted, cause I only live it once 
Plus you never know when or where you might go vanish to 
I ain't tryna have my life being the same as before 
Life's a game of chess, you fuckers play the game cause you're bored 
Whereas I move ahead and put you pricks to shame with the score 
Tonight this music shit is aiming to soar 
To new heights, cause 

I got places to go and get this paper 
Ain't ever showing grace to my foes, snitches and traitors 
You'll never catch me chasing the hoes just to get sprayed up
Motherfuckers be misplacing their woes and shit for favors
Yet they won't be embracing my show of tears and labor 
But once I got them facing this smoke, appear as vapor
They can't f*ck up the pace of my flow, lyrics, and cadence
Cause shit, I got some places to go, I'm here to make it 

I'm taking this shit way down back to the Allentown days 
Before I'd make these sleek yet callous sounds play 
Couldn't make many friends but my talents outweighed 
Any bullshit, tribulations or malice I faced 
They're the fundamental pieces that balance my pay 
That's worth jack shit even though I stacked pallets all day 
My blood, sweat, and tears worth just twelve dollars an hour 
And I still have haters throwing me Hell's squalor in power 
Of my destiny, these motherfuckers testing me 
Giving me the worst even though they sucked the best from me 
I only put up with these fuckers out of necessity 
One bad move from them, they gon' wish they woulda let me be 
Cause I got these bars on clutch like I tucked a Wesson piece 
Talk that bullshit like a bitch, motherfucker rest in peace 
Think I'm playing, I kid you not, like a vasectomy 
I cut the life from leeches draining me unsuccessfully 
Lessons be learned, shit I'm pulling myself up from my boot straps 
Getting my business bachelor's and bumping them new raps 
So I'll be eating well, not left with nothing but food scraps 
Stay on my shit, haters, I couldn't fuckin' give two craps 
About them shit-talking cocksuckers with loose cap 
Running from their mouths, but it's no wonder I shoot back
With new tracks, instead of straight up bustin' with two straps 
Cause it'd be flat out dumb just to do that...Know why? 

I got places to go and get this paper 
Ain't ever showing grace to my foes, snitches and traitors 
You'll never catch me chasing the hoes just to get sprayed up
Motherfuckers be misplacing their woes and shit for favors
Yet they won't be embracing my show of tears and labor 
But once I got them facing this smoke, appear as vapor
They can't f*ck up the pace of my flow, lyrics, and cadence
Cause shit, I got some places to go, I'm here to make it

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