Now do I roll up, get higher? Or po' up, get tired? Do I roll up, get higher? Or po' up, get tired? Yeah Okay, I'm back on a mission to pay my tuition Got loans out the a*s, what you know 'bout my past? I was so late for class, hit the probate, get trashed Fell asleep off the Henny, back in '08, I crashed With my foot on the gas, thank the Lord I'm still here No insurance, so now I'm racin' home on first gear On that morn' I shed tears, asking what I'm doing here I should be rich, I'm sick, it's like I got the f*ckin' flu in here But yet I'm just chillin' like I'm back on the yard My n*ggas say I'm the truth and when I rap they applaud That what was my Unsigned Hype like in the back of The Source It's like I'm tryna get the head, but she just jackin' me off I needed more Had to earn stripes, no Adidas store Put my feet on floor, borrow money from mi amor Just to cop a microphone, the same one that put me on tour She held you down, now you out here f*ckin' 'round Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what? Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what? Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what? Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money Someone told me boy you got your whole life to get old But everything that glitter ain't gold The grass ain't greener, I've been told She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?" I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?" Ok my granny just died, but I'm too broke to go And she asking my fears but she too close to know Got trust issues I'm trying, where it come from? Don't know I just block out the pain, blow the f*ck up, get dough See, I thought that would help me, it turns out it's worse now My girl want her first child, my label won't work out My mama don't see me unless I'm on TV, I pray she (dont break down) She strong, but she need me They killed Saddam, now I wonder who's sane How you balance being Batman, Bruce Wayne? Old chick callin', but I'm onto new things She still a dime, but I always lose change Young Simba, went from bottom of the food chain to a few chains in a new Range She tellin' me "So much has happened, would've thought you changed!" We ain't f*ck in nine months its safe to say I'm due man Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what? Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what? Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what? Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money Someone told me "Boy, you got your whole life to get old." But everything that glitter ain't gold The grass ain't greener, I've been told She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?" I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?"
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