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    [Verse 1]
    Comin' off the last record, I'm gettin' 20 million off the record
    Just to off these records, nigga that's a record
    I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventure
    Past the present when you have to mention
    This is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still play it though
    Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake, that's just the way it go
    Heavy airplay all day with no chorus
    We keep it thorough, nigga, rap like this for all of my borough niggas
    I reached the point where don't shit matter to me, nigga
    I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, nigga
    Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, nigga
    I could go a hour on this beat, nigga
    I'm just as famous as my mentor
    But that's still the boss, don't get sent for
    Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for
    Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more
    Hot temper, scary outcome
    Here's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without one
    That always let they mouth run
    Bench players talkin' like starters, I hate it
    Started from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we made it
    Yeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smelling like a brick
    Degenerates, but even Ellen love our shit
    Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich
    Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup
    [Verse 2]
    Sittin' Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV
    Young rebel, Young Money nothin' you could tell me
    Paperwork takin' too long, maybe they don't understand me
    I'll compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
    Not even talkin' to Nicki, communication is breakin'
    I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace it
    I'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the second to admit it
    Think that's why I need her in my life, to check me when I'm trippin'
    On a mission tryna shift the culture
    Tell me who dissin', I got some things that'll hit the culprit
    Them strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin'
    All of the talkin', got one reply for all of your comments
    Fuck what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you leave a message
    Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive
    That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure
    Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effort
    I piece letters together and get to talkin' reckless
    I don't change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
    My life's a completed checklist
    I'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you checkin' for now
    Just give it time, we'll see who's still around a decade from now
    That's real

    [Verse 3]
    How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?
    Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento
    I just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limbo
    The family all that matters, I'm just out here with my kinfolk
    Off everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to Winslow
    This for shorty up on Glengrove who love when I catch my tempo
    I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna
    The Fresh Prince just had dinner with Tatiana, no lie
    All these 90's fantasies on my mind
    The difference is that with mine, they all come true in due time
    I might come through without security to check if you're fine
    That's just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO
    Wanted to tell you, "Accept yourself"
    You don't have to prove shit to no one except yourself
    And if you end up needing some extra help, then I can help
    You know, back on your feet and shit
    Tryna get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit
    How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?
    How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' twin though?
    Life is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
    And I wouldn't change a thing if you payed me, now real nigga wassup

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