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Ideas they had back then
Ideals we all trapped in
Confidence what we lacking
Common sense is unfounded
Close quarters we trapped in
Trapped in, trapped in
That’s where we get trapping
(Aye yo! Get the fuck outta here bruh!)
Taxing like Philly soda bih
Give em something lit
To hold em over with
(Roll that shit!)
Brown bagged gifts Jehovah’s wit…
Know my shit, so I’m on my shit
Here it go again
Round robin, turnstile
Either turn in or you turned out
No second guessing no doubt
No accolades no clout
How you eating? No mouth
Cup runneth over, pour it out
Give em what they want they adore ya
Give em what they need
Have em lookin down on ya
Just to see a salty frown on ya
Tell em look up
They forgot that crown on ya
Step by step
I’ve been tryna
Make some sense
Outta what don’t
Make no sense
And I’ll do it
Step by step
Grind is important, mortar and pestle
Just shows who really wannit
What you finna let go?
Nothing is special
You choose what meant mo'
Your sanity or your vanity?
Time to make a dollar outta
Change laying round here
Wealth is what you make it
Make a change while you down here
Quit chasing the wave
Make a way… when it ain’t none
Refrain from telling niggas how to make it
You ain’t made none
Attacked from all angles, dangling from our ankles
In a tank full of alligators, it ain’t new
Difference is what make you…
What you know and what you claim to…