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(Let's go) I don't regret over nothing I don't do small talk end of discussion If it's bout numbers I count by the dozen Speaking on talent they changing the subject Ain't no comparison know how I'm coming Touring the country with no label budget Never complacent, got something to do Streaming won't get in any stars in my roof When it comes to the business I'm Jigga's apprentice, except with the pen that's when it get personal Checking attendance the come-up is finished if you helped me grow there's a seat and a plate for you Records like Guinness your blessed as a witness the first from the city to rap with a vertical Not talking jumpers I'm speaking in numbers, dissected the game so surgical Took a couple of times to get traumatized to birth what you hear they call it a vibe But if you not singing to shine you reciting my verses relating to rhymes every line Rocking Magellan and sold a few weapons to fund all this rap shit Know when I'm speaking they use it in captions Bruddas in mud like Squarepants and Patrick Making a M off lyrics and fabrics Owe no one shit but Uncle Sam taxes Told me come through I just outta practice Don't got a zip? don't worry we matching Don't really drink but I will if you asking Name someone better that rap on the atlas Me V the World don't know what I'm packing Not gonna say but E know what's cracking Sixteen-Thirty Muthafuckin' Two Shit Yeah Who would I be not to know Okay Still in the LU with the bros Yessuh Sticking to codes Uh-huh Uh-huh Perfected my passion and made it worth every dollar Up in Page cashing grants and accepting offers Got the finest of ink imma greater author Exploration of murky waters Navigation covert, solitude bring me peace - that's what I prefer Why would I waste verse on amateurs? When I could be teaching the game how to learn, for real Straight out the Den 1897 Morrill Act was passed, scholarly advantage Greeks ushered in as the mother-parent If you sport a crest best believe they staring That's the motion in Coyle Where nine times out of ten you ain't loyal (okay) Where humidity feels like a boil (what else) Where city folk learn that they spoiled (woah) Holloway on the track, got a grant off a journal A thief in the night with a mic and a hurdle No break in the show, if I'm going commercial Hit up Supreme, I need Universal This ain't life that I choose, so the boy got no choice but to be rich (I gotta be rich) Bro at the end of the day imma have me, I just need God on my six (what else?) It's now or never, ain't no better time like the present Clock on Mach five, OT, and I don't mind Never planned on coming in second Why wait? Can't hesitate, if you wanna die as a legend Ahead of these niggas, I been on Execedrin Tryna make Guinness like my nigga Erin All of the blood, the sweat, the tears I can't let it waste, the trophy right here My top crystal clear, not using my ears My haters and peers tell me what they hear "Boy you not good" "You ain't going make it" I can't believe I let myself think that I was just basic, man I couldn't take it Was destined for greatness just had to learn patience My eyes on the prize had faith in my Lasik I came a long way, man the route was too dangerous This for my niggas who unmotivated I'm breaking it down, my life's a mosaic We don't wave no white flags Stubborn like my momma, I won't quit til I get toe-tagged For real For real For real