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It's that season, n***a
Fully loaded, uh

More losses I took than wins, 'stead of Porsches, I took the Benz (Sometimes)
Crooked friends that I trusted, but f**k it, still got my grin (F**k it)
Mama told me, "Smile, and when I swing on n***as hit they chin" (Woo)
Most don't recognize a shark until they swim and see that fish (Shark)
Tryna fill up banks, drink, then fill a [?] (Uh-huh)
Christian Dior, did all the decor I got from Kim (Uh)
Jones on the phone, conducting bidness, talkin' investments
I know it's hard to see me stressin', but I'm not far from depression (Not far)
How many funerals can I go to before I lose it? (How many?)
How many days I miss with my daughters f**kin' with music (I don' know)
I can't add 'em up, I burnt the tips right after I bagged it up (Burnt 'еm)
At least ten years of my lifе, it felt like I had no luck (Uh)
Rappers ask me for features, don't know I'm actually Ether (Ether)
Never put in no time, n***as made it faster than pizza (Uh)
Just got back from Ibiza, the women been on me before my braids, durag, and my siza (Uh)
A hunnid racks on that Visa (A hunnid racks)
Bein' surrounded by death have you attracted to Jesus (Woo, uh)
Talkin' to God, askin' questions that you ask as a fetus (Uh)
Since B***head hung with Beavis I discovered my genius (Genius)
Like when Mr. Pitt told Ace Boogie, "Don't come to the cleaners" (I mean)
2014, I got with Escow (Escow), strapped with velcro (Strapped)
I tattooed my body from my ankles to my elbows (Woah)
A lot of pain inside me, do I complain about it? Hell no
Before the rap, my cousin had a trap in Monticello (Uh)
That's Upstate New York, I got this beat from The Butcher (From my n***a)
And I'm top floor in SoHo, you tryna see me, just look up (Uh)
Did a session, it was me and J. Cole just talkin' 'bout life (Life)
He was dolo, I pulled up with some homies, thought I was light (I thought)
We went through a couple beats, then we found one, so we could write
No bullsh*t, I got some of the best advice of my life
And I love him for it (My n***a), I know magazines is givin' covers for it (I know)
Extra cash for the casino, just 'cause my mother want it
Nipsey was my brother, broke my heart, I seen that cover on him (Cover)
Dog food, n***as know the fiends is up, they love the mornin'

Six A.M., six-thirty, seven in the mornin' (Gotta be up to know it)
If you know, you know

In Jordan 14's, he slid [?]
'98, Game 6 style, this n***a won again (Uh)
No matter how loud the music, I heard my stomach rumblin' (Rumblin')
Shooter on the run for a month again, death is humblin' (Humblin', n***a)
Jordan 14's, he slid [?] (Woo)
'98, Game 6 style, this n***a won again (Game 6)
No matter how loud the music, I heard my stomach rumblin' (I heard)
Shooter on the run for a month again, death is humblin', n***a

Deluxe on the way, you know
N***as like me only come once in a lifetime
Take a picture, n***a, yeah
How Did I Get Here, cla**ic sh*t
This just exercise, you know, East Mix n***a
Dirt Gang
Shoota, what up, n***a?

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