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Came a long way from those bootleg cable boxes, I guess The same year, my brother's surfing the net Dialed to channel 42 Then came across some breasts Shii, I was only 5 Thinking so, from that day forward Man, I was outta line Dopamine was hitting me crazy But who really could blame me? Was brand new to life from being a baby It's not an if or a maybe But maybe If I was only older Wouldn't have had that chip on my shoulder, a soldier Marching through the marsh, Trench is pretty full I swear I need a wash What's the cost? A bunch of broken hearts The need to be a boss Born in March Springing into action Trampoline to start Throwing darts Hitting all my targets It's going to leave a mark Mark my words Lyings for the birds Wasting nouns and verbs Some things you coulda heard So I'm just gonna serve Yeah, I'm just gonna serve Yo yo They say, hard work beats talent, good thing I got both So you can try to knock me down but you goin need the rope They can say what they want Cause they goin need to cope Breaking promises to themselves Now they can't even hope Creatine in my bladder Lifting demons away and climbing the lord's ladder The more focus you are, the more the doubts scatter The more vocal you are, the more your voice matters With swagger So say it with your chest then Don't say it like a question But the question is Is success the best there is? Is that what investment is? Self-belief, confidence Purpose is the consequence Grammy family, no "consequence" I can't stand incompetence Do niggas really listen? I give so much free, should really charge commission I just want to be free, that really is the mission Cut the access off, majored in long division, excision
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