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Young dreams realized when I wake up I figured everything would be harder but now I take up My duty as an artist and a son I gotta go for greater See me in my now and miss me in the later So I gotta go there's a lot a time I gotta make up Journey of the ages can't afford to miss the lace up Grateful to my God the only one who's title is creator Taught me how to love even all my haters My father left my young but I never stressed it My mom had a son that she was always blessing Working long nights that never seemed to lessen Raised me on her own given her life to give a lesson Can't mention or begin to form the words and expressions Of how much I thank during every passing second of life That I've been given so I stay on my driven Working hard to push myself farther through my limits Yeah I'm done testing the waters I'm trying to walk the seas Man I'm feeling myself and I'm feeling like a breeze Working late nights and I'm passing them with ease No sweet dreams till I see G's or a Jesus piece Do you know the feeling when you bout to make a killin I ain't never chillin in my room to make a million I see people eyeing up the spot and I could feel it Only some of us will make it out and make a killin Lately I been putting in that work and fucking energy Living on the track cause everything but music dead to me Talking to the man up in the mirror like an enemy See the mold and break the mold to change up my identity Woah I gotta long way to go And I change like the flow Now you know now you know Now you know now you know I'm a hella sick f*ck and this my only remedy Young motherfucker heavy addict to the melody Felony I'm a shooter shooter all up on the beat I don't give a f*ck about the ones ahead of me Only trying to be a better me yeah I bet I be Bet I be the one not once did I say I be Better with the money or better with the fame But these money hungry hoes trying to play them pretty games People give a f*ck about the hand that I stretch Always trying to give them more but they gimme less F*ck a fake friend done trying to give my best This is lonely fucking road to the top yeah I guess Don't know nothing bout you motherfuckers if you're askin Need to place more focus bout the places that I'm passin Steer clear so clear how I'm lapping Took leaps and made moves while you were nappin Off dreams and on scenes you know it happen like this When you humble with the hustle and you never stop the grind Born in 98' but ahead of my time And I'm putting effort into music even though I'm unsigned And listen I'm always living for the fam not the gram uh How many fakes for you to understand That I differ in my ranges I differ from ya lameness Living life always moving and I'm changin