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First I gotta thank the Lord for another day
Couldn't really ask for more dishin' on the plate
Coz I remember days
We ain't had a thing
Sleeping on the floor with my dawgs just tryna find a way
Couldn't even grab a snack but I was in the kitchen
Cause I be always in my bag and never in my feelings
I had niggaz treat the boy just like a lotto ticket
Had to crop em niggaz out the picture they ain't see the vision
Left the crib had to get it by any means
Plottin' on these chips tryna start me a new regime
Borderline get no sleep chasin a dream
I was 18, 2017
Now Iss' crazy they waiting on me too cool off
See 'em tryna play like I'm a new song
Heard em say this shii ain't hittin', I think they're jus too young
But it's album made baby I'm back with a new one
Smooth wit it
They assumin' I'm losing it
Rude wit it
Like who better than you FLEEZY
Over 84 moons and still I'm the new nigga
Guess you're hard to stomach when you're not convoluting it
Move different
Can't hang wit none of you pigeons
Even record labels don't know what to do wit it
Like, do we get him?
He do everything we can
Step into a meeting in pyjamas they know I'm the man
You don't understand you're fuccin wit the greatest
No debating
If it's not money conversations I get impatient
I'm just saying
Too many verses I should be preaching to congregations
Me and my niggas expanding it like conglomerations
World domination, we tired of waiting
Sitting at the top straight outta the basement
Stickin' to the plot can, can never be shaken
Thought I weren't gone make it y'all highly mistake"