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You know like
It takes a lot for a player to talk about his feelings
You know what I'm sayin
To hop on these beats every time
Give you that real, give you that pain
You feel me like
I feel like a lotta niggas don't understand what it takes
To do this shit
You feel me
Like a lotta niggas gotta understand craft
Gotta understand skill
Know what I'm saying
Gotta know what it is to hop on the beat
And make this type shit
Gang
Please do not tell me that shit
I aint come here in the right mood to hear that
I'm coming in this on some f*ck shit
So tell em niggas brace for impact
A champion, leader, warrior
They be hating whenever I get back
They sit on computers all day
But you know niggas make errors like syntax
I used to be down in the dust
I had to freshen shit up like a tic tac
My metal is never gone rust
Paper so long you can cheque it and print that
Matter fact just ask my accountant
Lately I'm talking bout money in thousands
Lately I'm talking bout money in hours
Lately I'm talking bout money in showers
Still remember days that I couldnt shower
Now I'm at the top of the tower
They see me and thinking shit sweet then its sour
Cause I check a nigga
Like he was a toddler
And she give me good brain like a doctor
I'm too focused keep sending me offers
If I do it, I'm doing it proper
And I put that shit on the cross Jamal crawford
If you seeing us eat its a feast
I be running up bag for my bros every week
And that food that we eating is different cuisine
French bitch come serve us
Say bon appetit
I'm different
I could never give into the system
One of one sticking in my position
And the whole world gone be my witness
Its live on sight, I don't really care who by your side
Shots hit his tee, now he looking like sauce on rice
Shit struck your pride, now you called like five of your guys
Got two of my guys thats so much pack now we so high
Get it
Cause I'm tryna say that we smoked em
In my life had a lot that I soaked in
But I'm still staying stuck like I'm doping
When you walking up, my bros in the cut
They say thats the boss don't approach him
I had to run it up monday to sunday
Niggas was too busy loafting
Still remember days that I couldnt shower
Now I'm at the top of the tower
They see me and thinking shit sweet then its sour
Cause I check a nigga
Like he was a toddler
And she give me good brain like a doctor
I'm too focused keep sending me offers
If I do it, I'm doing it proper
And I put that shit on the cross Jamal Crawford
You know how Jamal Crawford was crossing shit
Like I put that shit on the cross you feel me
You know what I'm saying like
I make plays bro I really hustle
If I didnt make a play this week
Imma make sure I make it next week
Gang
Finesse

