Seat at the Table

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Devin The Ripper

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They say the fun in the struggle when you coming up
So when you at the bottom, better off you facing up
A lot of losses, many lessons but it all depends
Success is measure building mountains of the smaller wins
Had a nigga went away for a couple summers
Did a bid and came back, he hit the ground running
He got out, I came from Cali, I was on to something
Hopped in the game and treasured lessons I was learning from him
I don't measure niggas when everything is going right
I study how they handle lowest moments in they life
My vision bright, I'm Malcom when joined the Nation
Cause I be looking further ahead than where they wanna take it
That's how you bring upon the envy on yourself and shit
So f*ck em all, you better off on your selfish
Half the time it be the niggas that you rolling with
So I keep going like the tires on a Michelin
Knew a bitch that ran the streets like Michele
They love her but she rather be my B-I-T-C-H
Got a stable full of em, call it Bitches Brew
I'm Miles Ahead nigga, this is The Rebirth of Cool
My pretty lady Holiday, she used to sing the blues
In Marvin city, Southeast gave me Inner City Blues
Was in a lose-lose, every day it was the same
Til' Warren Buffet taught me how to play the winners game
Mother know I'm able put her ripple in her eye
Seat at the Table, So long we elevating, Crane in Sky
I'm eating with the same niggas that I came up with
Brunches with the bitches with the Champagne cup sips
I used to walk in rooms where nobody knew my name
Now my niggas bosses, filled the club up with some Dames
Can't fade me now nigga, I'm 10 on ground nigga
Toe-tapping on Tigers, love or hate me now nigga
Stab me in my back, and it hurt a nigga
Gotta be careful who be serving with you
Shit was fucking with my pride, but I'm moving though
She fucking with who I am cause she know it's true
Atlantic, Highlands, me and Floyd, what a fuckin' view
Niggas chillin, what a feeling, asking who the f*ck is you
Kept it real since 10 Toes Down babe I'm something new
Respect all grounds, but got a sound Imma introduce
When I debut, certain shit I know I gotta move
Be my father or make it honest, nigga I had to chose
Left to mourn was me and Quentin, that shit gave us the blues
At the pew, who killed my father slim? I wish I knew
Lost everyone, it's like a hex was on us
Felt like death was prepping for us
It's like I'm Horus, life was born from the fuckin corpses
Whipping Porsches, pop the trunk I had to count the fuckin horses
F*ck the chorus, looping vocals, that shit was less important
Message pouring out from the realest so you couldn't force it
College never taught us to prepare for courses
That life would put us through and that the shit would steady worsen
Thank God for the lesson I'm blessed to graduate with
My words was always something that the people gravitate to
Blacks killing blacks, we digging massive graves too
I'd risk it all to serve the people, they can grab a plate too
Cause when it's all said and done, how they gon replace you
Legacy get hazy, when you name fading
Asking what I'm on, young? I'm steady building
The floor of which my son will stand will be a sturdy ceiling
Standing on my shoulders, and Imma let him know it
Everything he see was conquered by the ones chosen
It was never given, you had to prove and how it
That the breathe that was blew inside your lung was worth it

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