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To My Doubters
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3p3at
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(Intro) Yeah Yeah Real Talk Y’all ready know Right this is my life (Verse) Right okay this Life not easy but I’m trying my best Hard tests so bad decisions yeah I’ve made them I confess I’ve got stress, yeah its blowing up my head, don’t know where to turn next The next step, could be the end No friend can understand Pretend is all they can So can man stop acting like they got a bruddas hand But vision and a plan thats what I’ve got fam So my high stake mistakes I can turn around man (Hook) Casino I lost bills, but pills bout the thrills To deceive me of my losses, and give fake fulfilments Blames I built them, but it ain’t no illness Just bad choices, might even call them bad voices In my head, like Chucky a fake friend to the end Tryna leave me dead, like Jeff Dunham’s Ahmed I’ve past tests, I can’t vex, I got a path yes And if it ain't even in music I’ve gained my respect (Verse) That’s all I really did it for respect, not fame The aim was never change thats not why I came I came to claim that I could be someone different Living a vision, not the 9-5 tradition Ketted in my room The Set view of Hugh At times it maybe true But so would you if you Had been through the sh*t that i’ve been through But ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’, watch me make true I’ma put it all in the music, trading and maths Not the usual combination but it makes money facts More stacks, ill be making money on the phone I love to hear the tone so let it ring like Mostack I’ll own plaques BET’s yeah ill own that Its known that, Ill boast cause yeah Ima show man But I’ll only rlly boast to show the doubters they cowards who will put you down cause they can’t be asked to put in the all hours (Hook) Casino I lost bills, but pills bout the thrills To deceive me of my losses, and give fake fulfilments Blames I built them, but it ain’t no illness Just bad choices, might even call them bad voices In my head, like Chucky a fake friend to the end Tryna leave me dead, like Jeff Dunham’s Ahmed I’ve past tests, I can’t vex, I got a path yes And if it ain't even in music I’ve gained my respect (Verse) At times I messed up But I don’t need no forgiveness I never regret nothing Cause the lessons yeah I witness I did this This me and only me has the f**king right to f**king judge me F**k me I mean thats what galdem say But if you didn’t rate me or believe in 3p3at Please f**k off geez, you ain’t g to me, you only holding me back, when a mans trynna be free Role the rizzla, and go smoke your splifa I Hope ya feelin big, as you go troll on twitter But My goals are bigger, see my flows are sicker So any King in my way I’ll dethrone this winter Gal I bone and kiss her, cause I couldn’t resister I know your bitter, but don’t moan my drilla Cause even tho you know, I get, gal that are fitter Photoshop and filter, now you can post urs on Insta (Hook) Casino I lost bills, but pills bout the thrills To deceive me of my losses, and give fake fulfilments Blames I built them, but it ain’t no illness Just bad choices, might even call them bad voices In my head, like Chucky a fake friend to the end Tryna leave me dead, like Jeff Dunham’s Ahmed I’ve Past tests, I can’t vex, I got a path yes And if it ain't even in music I’ve gained my respect
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