[Intro] I saw my Work- I saw my shame-- I saw what worked- I saw what paid- I took my L's- they took my name I did my best to relieve my pain So I woke the fuck up, shut the stupid shit out And starting talking in some code words And I been on it for a minute, but I'm feeling like I'm living And this time it's on my own terms
[Verse 1] The city streets, you know them well You've falling down, you've taken spills You've gotten up, you've taken back Done pretty well and you ain't need no makeup bag - so what's the deal, with all the noise Who's really getting money who's the real Lesean McCoy So run it back, you got some blockers and some options If you see a different read than by all means don't let me stop you So that 808 pumpin', that 808 bumpin' I'm sippin' something hard and it burns just like I wanted - good crowd and the boppers keep stuntin' And even though I'm broke I still keep it one hundred
[Hook] (Jhameel) I took my own words and made it into something Some of them ain’t right so the words start running And I, I made mistakes, but the pain it causes nothing Pain is just the fire for ambition So all that’s stopping me is (sigh) Shut the stupid shit I don’t really need to hear mouths running spit Code words set me free I just need to roar like a motherfucking beast
[Verse 2] We put the work in, just to get the work out And boppers work out if they tryna drop trough No joking serious talk, sorry for confessions - But them seven dollar beers were merely not enough concessions I am mister, mister brightside, keep the hope alive We can do whatever we want that's do or die Our time, our story, fixate on whatever we can do to stop the motherfuckin' hate
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[Verse 3] We trying to right the ship, I'mma write the soundtrack Fixin' broken bobbleheads till they get the bounce back No question, how we gonna get it Cuz' the labor is intensive and baby we 'bout delivered And the building's in the building We tryna make a billion Hug the world, fix the planet, learn a language, make some children Make 'em smart, make 'em loving, and resilient And if they got my genes then they prolly, prolly brilliant So we keep the wagons circled, the children on a curfew I don't think so, let 'em breath After nature we can nuture My cup's tipped 'cuz the pain is universal Waitin' on the doctor 'cuz the patience is a virtue
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