[Verse 1: Sol] I've got a lot of things to do, that's why your girl is in my bed My bags, all packed, and the world is next I got my passport stamp, foreign cash in my hand If I passed you once before, I'll pass you once again This is not a facade, this is not a trend This is my life, I bet you wish you was my friend College graduated, knowledge accumulated And here I am out rapping every rapper on your playlist Cats be acting like the only moment's now but This music's just forever if you own your own style With the classic sound, they can't hold you down My zillas know me well like I'm the golden child I know you love it, I love it too, that's why I fuck with you We both know I'm cold blooded and something new Realer than the realest out, illest without any doubt About to blow, but right before I cut the fuse
[Hook: Sol] Momma I promise Ima be careful This world can get so crazy I know And papa your honesty has been helpful I'll take you everywhere that I go Baby I promise Ima be careful This world can get so crazy I know And brother your honesty has been helpful I'll take you everywhere that I go
[Verse 2: Sol] Uh, then I'm gone like the 40 yard dash I got the baton, and I don't plan to pass it on I don't really care what kind of trends you rappers on I was already rapping when that one came along If I die, my rhymes will live forever So I stopped gettin' so damn high, and got more clever Got more cheddar, no really I'm not slangin' bags no more, this is real rap money I did it when nobody listened Me myself and I will do it till I'm fuckin' dead And music never dies, it just evolves Grows into something bigger than us Bigger than life, a gift from the gods I'm on a high I ain't ever felt, tighter than Orion's belt Buzzin' like a bumble bee, sicker than a sickle cell Nothin' you can tell me I'm a stubborn mother fucker And I'd rather be me than any one of you other suckers
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