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Story of my life
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I'm a hot mess, but struggle never bothered
Been through it all, I've faced adversity throughout this artistry
I know hope, my calculated schemes became my diary
I'm arguably the greatest rapper spitting,&nbsp; sh*t is prophecy
They label me, a crooked crook
That's maybe cause they truly shook
Written quite a few heavy things in my music book
I pray hard, pop, wish you could see what I'm becoming
I'm reminiscing back, they used to tell me I'd be nothing
b*t*hes with they fly skirts, feeding me their lies
Worst times I was battling depression heavy, now my mind cursed
Oops, I mean my mind blessed
I'm ready, finna shine next
f**k it, I shine now
Just tryna make my mama proud like...

What more can I say?
What can I do, to get to you?
So what more can I say?
What can I do, to get to you?

Broken dreams, these broken dreams has truly blinded me
My honesty is fiery, my potent schemes inspiring
My heart is on my shoulder, my spirit is alive still
Living like a king, and I believe I'ma rise still
Poverty was crippling, poetry was sinking in
Music with a message, and the message truly came within
I never looked back, never cooked crack
Never shook hands, with a crook cat
Never took back, these words, cause these words, yes these words cause they was honest
I told my mama "We will be free" and that's a promise
I promise, to never live in the shadow
I paint pictures with colour, hope they can brighten tomorrow
Now I'm gone

What more can I say?
What can I do, to get to you?
So what more can I say?
What can I do, to get to you?

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