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Cut from a different cloth, you wouldn't get it

Wrote my feelings out on the wall, nobody read it

I don't know what yall gon' do but I'm about to get it

Get that Zen, get that Yen, get that Pesos

Roll's Cullinan and a couple of Benzos

Remember I was tripping up in the bando

Now I'm seeing places I never thought I would go

Rehab at 18 was never what I was chasing

23 you need to see the shit that I've been facing

Since my mother died you felt my heart was always racing

My baby came and changed the fucken tempo of that pacing

I need a break I need a steak I need a fucking burger

Breakfast at Tiffany's, Matching rings with my daughter

Cruising in a yatch, sailing with my babies father

2002 no one knew I would bloom

Into a cactus of a bitchs chasing heights I just want a view

Looking back at my life thank God for what he put me through

I promise it's just up from here

6 years ago I blew up with no intention

Of finishing school, breaking rules, skipping detention

Smoking everyday, it was weed, I am geeked

Fall asleep, to this rap, fucking music

Listening to Kanye

Listening to Lauryn

House was the imprint, not conforming

Fighting demons like I'm Ed and Lorraine Warren

Inside my head living like in the conjuring

I hope I get to cop me a G6

I hope I get to move out the hood

Right now I'm still up in my feelings

But trust me homie things gon' be good

Trust me homie things gon' be good

Right now I'm still up in my feelings

But trust me homie things gon' be good!