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I can't imagine my life before
Won't even wonder
Too much shit for me to ignore
Looking at my days
Like I wonder what else in store
Cuz all of them minutes that I spent
In front of the store
Just made me hungry for more
I like sneaker money
But I been nice since I left the porch
So it wasn't a surprise
When a nigga was in the source
Yea I followed
Behind the king of New York
It was people in between
But I did it with no support
I was pulling up to venues
Wit USBs and a hawk
So next time you question
The temperature of my talk
Know I been around
Before I was fire I had a spark
It's a chosen few that know this
The rest of them in the dark
I put the game on notice
Split thru the city
The way I came like Moses
It ain't gone many out here
To change how I focus
I never been hopeless
I cut my grass even lower
Just to watch for the cobras
I learned a lot just from
Watching niggaz make they mistakes
Tired of trapping no reason
Up and ran from the jakes
And the story too familiar
I don't wanna relate
The tax bracket getting higher
God don't make no mistakes
Ran it back with 183rd
Streets at my fingers but I
Gave em what I preferred
Cuz niggaz be scary have em shaken
But never stirred nothing was given
Everything I got that was earned
That got me off of the curb
I got daughters growing up
And my oldest nice wit the pen
Artist in the DNA empty canvas and we begin
Told her look inside herself
Cuz a classic come from within
I was in the wrong race but this one
I know I'ma win
So I'm focused
Got this life that I'm living
Love it a lot
Twist and turns through my stories
I'm never changing the plot
Just a nigga from a bottom
Who saw his way to the top
Nanna watching from clouds
And she proud so I couldn't stop
I been humble but just know
I'm a go out talkin my shit
Couldn't box in me in know
Alotta niggaz that quit
Just more room for me I'm in the studio
Cookin 2 or 3 they been in them circles but
None of that shit be new to me
Nothing I ain't see but the end
I'm still at the start come 100 deep
But it's only some with the heart
Money coming in making music
Won't check the charts
Nah I don't work hard I'm working smart