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    Get from plane, say: What's up America?
    Half of you should know me right, other half are replicas
    Shout out to my my, shout out to that one dude
    Oh wait, fuck that, ain't nobody held my ass out on this jump trough
    Seems like they finally give a fuck when they see numbers prime
    And most my family don't even believe that those numbers mine
    Remember when I got like 350 huge record droppin'?
    Now those tracks are sellin', so Cayman's makin' some record (record, record)
    Blah, yeah homie check the repertoire
    Jesus on my speed dial waitin' for that heaven's call
    This one's for the kids like me who never had a chance to ball
    And bitch I made it 'cause I never had a chance to fall
    Man it's funny this happen though
    Thought I'd be a lawyer, now I'm stackin' off of this rappin' shows
    Guess it's in my blood to pack a venue bag and ravage hoes
    So when you see my name just know I ain't some fucking average Joe

    Let me tell you something: Is tomorrow win. I promise
    What would you get for today? We get none opportunity in life
    One chance in life to do whatever you gonna do
    To lay your foundation to make whatever more we gonna make
    Whatever legacy you gon' lead. Lead you legacy! And it's found to ever

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    Yo, yeah I guess it's true that when they say that few will make it
    And best believe in that category I found a placement
    This was never for the money or the payment
    This was simply for respect and a fuck you to those who hate it
    I've seen people come and go, that's the crazy part
    And even my closest homie said I ain't goin' very far
    I've had many people tell me I should stop
    But a little talk from those fuckers never made me wanna fly
    Now it's two feet on the pedal going harder than I ever have and still ain't never settled
    Shots to homie Yonas, you may have never known this
    But I used to repeat "lost me" when I was goin' through bullshit
    Every time I cut and thought about blowin' my skull in
    I would turn that song to max and the pain inside my head was never spoken
    You're the reason I am me and no longer a kid who's broken
    So I thank you for all reversing on my front
    And picking me up off the dirt when I was laying on the ground
    The reason that clock inside my head had been rewound
    And the motivation you gave me to put on this fuckin crown (crown, crown)

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