Yeah, it's been a long time Did you miss me? Day 2, 2016 was one of the most difficult years of my life But it's about how you bounce back I just wanna borrow your attention for like 45 minutes if that's okay with you Look
Life is so crazy, niggas saying that they made me What am I? Can you tell me that? Was you in the lab? Did you help me rap? When I ain't have shit did you sell me scraps? Days without meals eating daily snacks Back against the wall went through hell and back Well goddamn I was raised to fear no man Hell of a ride Imma steer both hands Gotta do the things my peers won't plan Hate in the air so they cheer so bland And they told me, every Shaq need a Kobe Every trap need a OG While she claim that she love me but don't know me I text back with emojis, the best raps is the oldies And they still won't sleep I just tell you how I feel on the beat Why kids love it and they kill in the streets is we really complete Imma build like a beast till we chillin' in Greece with a zillion a piece Put up valleys for my daughters land for my son and a hill for my niece Baby let's chill on the beach Done with the chatter are you really a freak? Never give it up on the time she meet Give all the credit to my swag on the beat Glad we can speak now it's back to the road 2016 that chapter is closed it had to be told Give anything just don't ask for my soul or my half of the goal I ain't seen real in forever, FA it still is forever I'm just building it better, so when the rain come I can deal with the weather, feelings get severed Time to move on, new day it's a new song My nigga keep grams like a group home God forgive who we do wrong Just pray they show us the unknown
Day 2, it feels good to be back It's been like a year I know I just had to get things right I went through a lot in 2016, I had to find myself again. The journey continues
Flow trapped in a cage, got out with my passion and rage But wait, wait can you blame the coach if you made at the plays I was asking for days, Shine in the light throw trash in the shade Do what you do I ain't mad at you babe If that nigga gon' pay your bills cause the hills in some fields for the thrill put that ass in his face Don't try and judge a book by it's cover Momma said judge a crook by it's mother Don't know my dad but they say we look like each other, whatever Work my whole life to be the opposite of him Waited till my brother died tried to be my friend Every night I pray that we never speak again Men don't cry so I gotta keep it in I don't like that nigga, If I see him I'm going to fight that nigga 1, 2, left, right that nigga All the pain in my life got me aiming a [?] This ain't for the hype I don't change on the mic So don't take offence if I don't take your advice Price is going up so niggas better cool it In it for the bitches I just do it for the music Coupe full of shooters looks so confusing Niggas got macs I ain't talking 'bout computers No thing just to do it They get funny acting when the money stacking Flyer then some buddy passes When the fame leave will you love me after?
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