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I'm feeling different these days I know somebody feel me I don't expect to be spotless but you won't do me filthy A young boss still got some months before his dirty 30's I went through my hazing phase and now they crown me worthy Left a nigga high and dry times they desert me You'll find your way to the lake and drink when you're really thirsty But those attempts was futile I know you niggas heard me 10 Toes crushing sculls on the sandy grounds Gave me inch, and said fuck it I plan to go a mile These blueprints look different the way they write em now Do it myself so they could never try and tell me how I always been hard headed just like a problem child Top tier I'm the problem there is no way of solving Thankful I'm in position to see my people harvest Still broke after passing GO was the way we started Couldn't afford to shoot our shots so we punching targets Really studying the game analyzing the market And try to bring the gasoline to wherever the spark is I had my eyes closed for years so I don't fear the darkness LA the city of angels but we still pray for Compton Common sense isn't common so I don't mind comments God body living life the way my god designed it And if you missing anything it's no pressure rewind this I know you feeling this cause pressure gone produce some diamond I'm after luxury Customs everything French made Aye thang imported down to the French maid Jade tables Marble floors and chocolate suede Kinda shit you reorder you ever get it stained I'm dripping swag every hour ain't gotta change lanes I change gear cause I'm tired of wearing the same thang This high levels of high maintenance I maintain Business meeting that's top secret held on a private plane Most niggas ain't got vision extend ya range Cause most niggas can't see glory beyond they glory days They wasn't keeping that energy guess that shit a phase Gotta harness the fire, gotta control the flames Keep the eye of the tiger let Tony out the cage That's how you see my team holding aces like playing spades We hot headed like scalps under the damn braids But still sharp as corner after a fresh fade My whole life I been paying people and getting paid I invested to maturity let my stock exchange Interest on what's in my pocket and call that pocket change Bills I get and bills you got just isn't the same Your work ethic and your thinking is what you should blame I know you feeling it cause nobody immune to pain I see my grass got greener I'm on a different plain Everything in life come fly it's no need to complain Yeah
Writer(s): Erik Spratley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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