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You know what I mean? We're getting there Slowly, but surely That's the way bro! (Quite difficult to get that on beat, I must say) Big time kicks in the steppers that I stomp in You hit licks at the mall and I be coppin' In the ditch yeah your body when I drop it I just block a bitch if she on me for some mom shit I know you looking for the guy of your dreams Searching for the one that is your meant to be and it ain't me So keep on looking You'll find it eventually Cause I ain't hurt if you not hurting me So come on baby please Just fucking swing and take some fees I know that you can understand what all this means I had to move away from home Move away from the team Now it's weekends on my own and steady stacking up the green If I get on scene, know i'm leaving seen All eyes on D please I can see it all from here yo I see everything you know And everything you thought you did, bro What is left to fear though? Is it failing? Is it dying? He's a mummy but he's trying Steady lying to the row Space suit calibrated and it gold plated Gassed up homie too faded Keep a little payment for the play and then I gotta trade it back back Looping on the track As i'm wrapping up another pack You know I keep it fat Big time kicks in the steppers that I stomp in You hit them licks at the mall and I be coppin' In the ditch yeah your body when I drop it I just block a bitch if she on me for some mom shit (If you apologize once, you do it again and again and again) (Like taking bricks out of the wall of your fucking house) (You're getting soft brother, soft and weak) I get to be me I'm finally free To do whatever and say whatever I feel When I breathe or when I dream About me and you on the beach Living happily and knowing what it mean When you see how we return to the same shit that we played with When we were younger we was patient I was a problem to you 'cause I was getting wasted It was blatant Go get that money and be famous I'll be dangerous I can face it Just don't turn around and do the opposite The placement never mattered to me like the Guapa did You race it Tryna run away but you ain't fast enough Complacent You be on your ass like why am I trash bruh? The bass hit Yeah lil memory card he got me going in My main hit Over to her place It's time for blowing it Erase it Nobody can know about the real me You feel me? A mummy on repeat and he can't change it