[Intro]
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Sometimes when I sit back and really let it register
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I did everything I said I would, and said it first…..
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I mean the world’s in denial, but they all know what I’m headed for
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[Verse 1]
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We ’bout to feed these youngins to the metaverse
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Meanwhile I’m over here just tryna pen a verse
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‘Cause I’m done bein’ extra with the extroverts
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The label used to wonder how I’m supposed to stand next to Vert
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Prolly never thought that I would get these legs to work
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I work hard, but hard **** don’t need no extra work
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That’s why I show up in a sweatshirt and let it burn
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The world’s mine, I just say, “**** it, let it turn”
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The girl’s mine, I just say, “**** it, have a turn”
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The G.O.A.T.s call me to the side like, “Can we have a word?”
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I could’ve fronted but I did this **** how I preferred (I preferred)
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Mmm, I know I should be humble, but it’s somethin’ I just haven’t learned
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Soon enough I have to make these bad habits burn
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Soon enough we ’bout to come and get the **** we earn
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..You not a fan now,….but I remember when you used to be fanned out
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..I’m guessin’ when the whole world loves you, people only got one way to stand out
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All that time in the kitchen finally panned out
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I put some flavor in a pot and took the bland out
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I know my grandpa would have a heart attack if I pulled a hunnid grand out
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So I’m not gonna pull a hunnid grand out
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I’m hip-hop, Do you fully understand?
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Fully automatic with the jams and they don’t jam
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At the shows I’m ’bout to start handin’ out programs
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‘Cause y’all need to get with the program
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I’m a grown ass man, call me pops
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**** around and take your phone ass man
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Everybody know Jack, but they don’t know Jack, man
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They just know I got the flows and the **** and the packed out shows
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Ain’t too many cons when you playin’ with the pros
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‘Cept for how your life get exposed, but I make that sacrifice for the life that I chose
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I know in Toronto they got soft for the rose, but school’s closed in Kentucky, so I like when it snowed
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The kids carry chopsticks not for rice in the bowl
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School counselors all know how they life is at home
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Cold like the Minnesota Vikings at home
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Before I met Drizzy I knew he and I would get along
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But it’s really hard to crack jokes when you really want advice
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..I mean what’s it like to touch gold every time you touch a mic, touchin’ heights, no one gets a touch in life
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..******’ right, young bachelor, what’s a wife?
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..Once in a lifetime, ’til I say I want it twice
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One of a kind, know your everything is one of mine
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Wanted posters with my face, they know who I’m wanted by
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[Interlude]
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……….Yeah
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[Verse 2]
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..Cold hearts and heated floors, no parental guidance I just see divorce
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Therapy sessions, I’m in the waiting room, readin’ Forbes
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..Abandonment issues I’m gettin’ treated for
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..How much water can I fit under the bridge before it overflows?
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My son’s gotta learn that forgiveness is a lonely road
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The cribs on his wheel like motor homes
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****** love to try and test us like they know what we on
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Chubb’s got the magazine cover like Rolling Stone
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‘Cause we already know how they rock, they throwin’ stones
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Whenever you gettin’ bigger, there’s growin’ pains
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I got enough pull to make the city start throwin’ games
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I’m out here makin’ a mockery
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I got my realtor out here playin’ Monopoly
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How can I address you when you don’t own property?
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They only finesse you when you don’t move properly
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Destined for the win, but you don’t get a prize out of me
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I’m destined for the top, but you can’t get a rise out of me
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Seven-fifty for the round, canaries, and they glitterin’
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Man, you ****** drop trash, you littering
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I’m overdelivering to the point, it’s belittling
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I mean, the PTSD is triggering, the profit is sickening
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The stones is shimmering, came from the north
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But I got hot as ****, so ain’t no shivering, yeah
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Lucky me, people that don’t **** with me
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Are linkin’ up with people that don’t **** with me to **** with me
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This **** is getting ugly
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And every situation is transactional
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And every thing they sayin’ is irrational
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And every way they movin’ is promotional
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Everybody’s actin’ irreplacable, it’s like they ain’t disposable
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My urges for revenge are uncontrollable
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I know we’re gettin’ older though,….yeah
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But I gotta get a ***** back for that
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It’s non-negotiable, it’s not even debatable
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I’m gettin’ so rich, my music’s not even relatable
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I blow ahead up, it’s an inflatable
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Baby blue G class, I feel like a kid again
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Prayin’ on my downfall don’t make you religious, man
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All I hear is plug talk comin’ from middleman
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All I hear is tall tales comin’ from little men
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When I say “*****”, I’m very rarely referring to women
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Most of the ******* I know are ******, they not even women
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I know that sounds like I’m being funny, I’m not even kidding
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Same ones that say they run the game when they not even in it……
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To be honest, y’all financial situations my biggest motivation
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And how you should take that statement is based on what you makin’
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Whips and chains like a dominatrix, wap, pssh
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If I see ya’, I spit in ya’ faces, ha-tu
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Daytonas with the green faces
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Kentucky derby races, my presence in the spot is so abrasive
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Boxxed up the Churchill downs, that’s motivation,…yeah…..
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And shorty like, “You know that boy Jack is goin’ places”…..
[Outro]
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I know
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Yeah…………
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