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Uh, uh, uh-uh Yeah (Static Selektah) Back on the set like I never left I'm takin' steps to be the best 'til they lay me to rest VVS upon my chest, it got them devious Ain't no tints on my two-door, I want them see it's us 'Cause if I paid enough, them fuckers better see me comin' I used to drive my mama bucket, ridin' 'round frontin' On Snyder Avenue, buildin' number thirty-four-hunnid I gave this shit my all or nothin', now my bank bussin' I'm livin' plush', new crib cost a milli' plus Six figures on every art piece that's hangin' up You little niggas still spendin' on the obvious And if you think I'm flexin' now, just wait 'til I re-up And just to sum it up, we shinin' all year long When I was comin' up, they tried to tell me that was wrong I had to run it up, and now I'm right where I belong If all my niggas dead and gone, I gotta carry on I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door Yo Tryna get my thoughts together I say a prayer every day, hopin' it all get better I talk to God a lot, these verses is like open letters I know that nothin' really last forever Like the past, the future don't exist, I know it's now or never Focused on the present, know my presence is a gift Just so happen to be good at rappin', that would be my niche I was only like six when my cousin Richie Rich Wrote my first verse for me that I would never forget And since then I was never known to leave a microphone alone Often took the long way home just to get thoughts off my dome Mama blowin' up my phone, leave her message at the tone I was gettin' in my zone, at times I felt so alone Like how it feel to know that you the best and nobody know Every punchline a chin check and a body blow With all disrespect, you niggas still ain't fuckin' with me though And never was Every time they thought they had me down, I just leveled up I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door
Writer(s): Jo-vaughn Virginie, Patrick Baril, Alessandro Pintori, Tommaso Pinto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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