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Uh Uh Uh
It's 4 a.m. we in the studio, I told 'em it's the life that I chose (Oh woah oh)
It ain't about what you gon' do, it's bout what/who you know
Heard they got dirty birds, I'll plug 'em in with Julio
They say my flow is so atypical, run with the beat which ever way it go
Which ever way it goes (Yeah uh)
I was the only one, felt like you owe me one
I had been learning like I was Kenobi's son
I had grew up around fighting and cussing
Told 'em put down the cup he had Robitussin son
I was caked up with your bitch, we had tons of fun
I'm from the south where we call that shit Thun Thun Thuns
I stood through the rain where the pain and the thunder comes
She be texting and calling my name call her thunder thumbs
I never could get this hoe off me
She calling my name in the morning like coffee
She like when I'm taking the lead
She like when I'm bossy, well guess what? (What?)
I like when you giving me space
I like how you talk when you telling me keep up the pace
We all up in public, I tell you behave
But this bitch persistent that's one of her traits
Okay, I want like 40 acres and a mansion
And so many funds I can't manage
Been blazing the trails to be all that I can be
Feel like I'm Marcus Camby
They tried to put cuffs on my art, and I told 'em "unhand me" (Damn)
'Cause I can't relate to niggas, like an alien, I'll hit you niggas when I'm landing
I'll hit you niggas when I'm landing
What you want nigga?
Yeah I left
I'm out of here nigga
I'm in space nigga, in a rocket ship
I'll hit you when I land, nigga I'll hit you
I'll hit you alright
Been to places that you wasn't allowed
I heard it's all about them Benjamin's now (Oh)
Blue strips, got amenities now, we had problems way before we could count
I'm a artist, a album: I gave 'em a child
We tinted the windows, I pull up in style
They told us be quiet
The music ain't loud
I'm always the one that stands out in the crowd
I'm tired of talking to family through iPhone, I swear I get tired of space
(I'm trynna phone home)
I swear I get tired of carrying weight, all of my time would be wasted
Still did me wrong when you knew it won't right
Still went left when you knew it won't right (Yeah)
You knew it won't right (Yeah)
I'll never stress 'em, these hoes in my past, I'll never catch 'em (No)
I told you I'm pressure, the way I be blessing 'em
The way I be stepping up
I'm stepping up to the plate, when it's time to play
And it's time to run down in the day
I see all the hate on they faces, I'm going back to the back to the basics (Yeah uh)
Back to the basics of my training, you don't know what it's like to be struggling
I ain't know where I'm going, look up and I'm hopeless
All of them nights I was hustling
I had to go get it, since I was a midget had ladders all up in my Granny house
I swear that's the reason for rags to the riches, now bitches let me in their panties now
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I'm a pimp, so I need at least 3 on the roster
They dreaded the day that I touched down like a Rasta
If I want it, I see it? I cop it
If I told you I came from the bottom, would you go believe me? (Yeah)
Do I sound like every other nigga? Every other nigga? I don't care about another nigga
I can't give a f*ck about 'em, I seen what God did to Sodom
I seen 'em fall in the Autumn
Some people expect me to carry the weight and I was just here to support 'em
I was just here to go spot 'em, I ain't into therapy so don't tell me your problems
F*ck it we ballin' like Spalding
And if you walk out my life, know the door ain't revolving
4 A.M.
Finally landed
Phone home

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