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Apologies in advance Jealousy ensues but I choose to understand I sip slow think slower Cause people love to judge, when they barely even know ya I'mma say that again, I sip slow think slower Because people love to judge, even when they barely even know ya When I was 7 used to rock soldiers Hotboys had it poppa from the Nolia I need a project chick from the corner, cousin had a friend she was like 10 Even then I used to buy her blow pops from the corner Valentine cards, milk money by the quarter Fast forward, now it's dumb girls Henny by the 5th 20 pump 6 condoms and recorders Fucking outta spite kinda sorta, got engaged now I'm thinkin' 'bout a daughter Spend a lotta time even though I can't afford her, please keep it coming with the brown water Please (oooh) back when I had plans of being HOV, wanted floor change for the quarter-waters When I was naive to these things, I really wanna follow what my heart shares Money ain't a thing, till it's not there And bitches ain't shit till you need a queen, and niggas all the same till you meet a king You know what you need when you dead broke You know what you want when you see the dreams All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly Upset drunk on a late night, 2 shots out from a Drake life Nigga I remember those days when I used to bump, Day 'N' Nite Scott said I was on my own, since then I been on my own Nah nigga Nah nigga I ain't never had a mothafuckin' handout, a bunch of mistakes in my past tryna stick to a plan route But that's life my nigga, sometimes shit just don't pan out Lately I've been tryna bite my tongue, dawg I've been in a fight so long, so long, so long, so long, so long with myself Mirror, mirror on the wall why is it always an act to attack on myself? I could use a little slack, for the wealth But I'm too afraid to ask for the help Still attached to the past, and it's felt like way too strong I don't ever wanna wait to long But I know if I hold on, know you've grown, go and get yo dough baby Hold on know you wrong, just don't lose your soul baby Hold on don't you know, love won't ever fall baby Killing my, killing my, killing myself bet I could use some sound maybe All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly Step up in this bitch like, (woo!) look at what the cat dragged in Used to call my crushes on my mommas house phone, 13 and youngin' thought I had it mapped back then I'mma be rich as fuck, let me bring the racks back in Had to keep me motivated in a city full of traitors, drug dealers, blood killers Keep it old fashioned, (two choices) I'mma be my own captain Robert Frost Theory, nigga never had Siri Thank God for the vision that was brought back then No new phone, I'm just done with all the acts my friend You ain't adding to my life, then you subtractin' You ain't gotta hit my jack or put the buzz back in Nigga hold the phone, caught up in the late night Can't stay for the day ma, had to catch a red eye have a safe flight 20/20 tunnel vision through the hate my, intuition got me feeling like Draymond Circumstances I been slippin' over fakeness No patience, but I think I think to much (still) I think I lack confidence (still) I think I want prominence, dominance good logic & common sense But that starts with me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly
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