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How you get no women then then say you well versed in bitches How you preaching bout money but never acquired riches How you talking bout peace when your gun in your hip be itching How you flexing yo shoes when y'all niggas stay out here tripping I ain't being different I'm being me I ain't being different I'm being me I just might be different but I'm just E I ain't being different I'm being me Had a lot of passports, so met all sorts Different women, men, children, every time I touched port Started smoking young, hated the odor of being poor Asked the universe to open a door But it didn't Just pointed in directions and told me to trust my instinct Feelings sway and change, gut feelings forever instant Or imprints, Of your self-consciousness, personified I never lie and when I do That between God and I You need to get right between God and U Whatever higher power, being, source of light that you pray to Remain faithful Though many times I wanted to escaped dude Life was a paper plate for years and it remained full Lot of weight to carry from January to new years I shed tears on every birthday, cause I wasn't near The dreams I yonder'ed for I feared They would wash away and vanish like my tears Damn had some fucked up years Don't get it twisted forever thankful for my struggle The world taught me some magic no longer remaining muggles Magic manifest itself acquiring wealth Taking steps with no threats on a rope with tearing threads Not the best I'll admit it, but hard headed never quitting Something inside was clawing and gripping I just keep winning Seven deadly sinning while sleeping on Chinese linen Tu decone mon gas, les moa faire How you get no women then then say you well versed in bitches How you preaching bout money but never acquired riches How you talking bout peace when your gun in your hip be itching How you flexing yo shoes when y'all niggas stay out here tripping I ain't being different I'm being me I ain't being different I'm being me I just might be different but I'm just E I ain't being different I'm being me Just a youngin on a budget Putting perfect rhymes in cupplets Give you ten piece f*ck the nuggets I'm the one that really does it Y'all niggas just really doesn't Bottom of barrel yet never budging You fudging your words and lines And dodging the realest high Not spreading fear but the end is nigh For all you shitty rappers that copy rhymes, names, chains, whips, y'all all the same Like Siamese slaves You niggas feared changed feared talent So go ahead and kill a nigga for the way he eyeing And talk about the hoes you getting while yo phone on silent All the money and gold you getting but Ion see one diamond Talk about you love the lights, yet you never out there shining Sometimes crying, but never trynna fill your mind in trying times Maybe that's why you underachievers severely lacking rhymes Nothing fix mediocrity, but your fucking state of mind You can break my bones, but never my will I will reach my goals and be the real deal All who doubted niggas feel ill