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Let it breathe Yeah Look Took my first breath back in 97 Then I had to be a man by the age 11 Growing up in mili seconds Rolling with the uncles and brothers Knowing what they doing undercover Man I never knew tougher In my late teens On to bigger things Had to hit the books in the East,work hard Mama had a dream Been in a protest with voiceless people burning buildings and vote less Blue lights diming the focus We leave a mark chilling like coasters Fighting then you end up on posters You bet that a Nigga been cold since A plot that you never would cope in Deep waters that you never would row in I'm all in Send the fucken phone in Bet it's money scheming every number that I'm calling My story is the reason I wrote this This talent is the reason you post this I'm flawless I don't do well with the loses Only man that I really fear on the cross Amen Know these niggas tryna test me Worth my addressing If you got money make more Is that the real Yeah For real I worked so hard last year How you gon tame a beast For real It gets better and better Lil niggaz tryna test me Worth my addressing If you got money make more Fuck you all to the critics Claim to see it all but bird boxing with the vision For this dirty job you not equipped nigga Talking from the VIP niggas I'm steady, living in the shoes you'll never fill nigga Jesus take the wheel on you crazy niggaz So you come correct when you're dealing with a real nigga And I make my music like maturing liquor Never let a house nigga talk about the field niggaz Popular opinion about the kid again Niggaz wana talk advice when they're the ones that's in the win I am not a nigga that these niggaz should be messing with They are not a fraction of the business that I'm dealing with Icon, living legend, heard your music, learned a lesson These the typa wordz you should be saying when my name is mentioned For all its worth I made an effort And those whose claim to know it all tryna kill my passion Damn Lil niggaz tryna test me Worth my addressing If you got money make more Thank God I made it out alive What a crazy year Gotta keep it going Don't Stop No cap No cap on my rap I said made it out alive no scratch Run around me the block With the game on my back No cap They might wana lie on that Knowing that it's facts on facts
Writer(s): Thabile Baloyi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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