LIFE LESSONS

Yeah, yeah

I used to dream about the way that I live

I never had a chain never put a thing on my wrist

I never stunted it on these niggas in the illest of whips

But I'm feeling like I should, just to do it for kicks

I never was attending a party in some Cabana

Took a few years of rapping and drop a dollar

Spending on my hard-earned money on some designer

I could buy a whole block in Atlanta for that Cabana

I was thinking this in ninth grade

Wasn't with the college, 'cause them niggas is not paid

Caught the scam early, I figured I'd do it my way

Find a way to get me the risky ain't for the weak

The hustle ain't for the scary, I'm doing me in my free time

They gon' make a reason to hate me, 'cause I'm a Phenom

Independent black man, I want the whole key lime

And the seat that recline

Sunroof on a crib, with a TV that can rewind

Never to your benefit to be with you not

I told my son don't ever let them niggas see what you got

So when you flash a couple dollars, I just snatch it out his hands

It's what happened when you show your money off on the block

Yeah, life lessons in the Jones' house

Fast money come and go, I'd rather take the slow route

Never judge, there is always something you don't know about

The shit that you'll be judging so continue with a closed mouth

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