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Made it through eve-ry-thing.

Cuts, bruises and the stings.

Life struggles, contemplating.

Look what we came, to be.


Staying up late chasing dreams of these fast cars, and living in the same homes as Hollywood movie stars.

How far we done came from being so undesirable, to bank accounts so many senior citizens retire to.

Not diminishing those savings cuz that's what we aspired to, just gave my childhood to this, music is what we'd get tired to.

Hired to work the registers, lawn mowers and hedge clippers, spent it at the studio instead of on something edible.

Lucky pb&j, meat and cheese stayed in the kitchen, and those nights Daddy or granny would come through wit a chicken.

Them Tennessee snow days when the snow wasn't stickin, whippin them imports had to dodge a few tickets.

And fake folks follow you to the promiseland to take ya digits, in uncharted land with strangers we had to burn a few bridges.

No turning back we kept on the road to the riches, no restarting life got one shot to complete the mission.


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A million things we said we would never see.

No one believes in goals until you on the team.

He can't afford that car, then why he have the keys.

No limits to this game, just gotta watch ya speed.

Kids in middle school said that I was suicidal.

I'm out here planning my next vacay to the Eiffel.

Promised everyone I encountered I would break the cycle.

Of extended rap sheets stead my raps ice cold.

Had to conduct myself as a gentleman, maestro.

Only way to get the man's approval don't I know.

Never landed a job based on people that I know.

Mostly cuz those the same people who've yet to be loyal.

Taking all of these chances was walking a tight rope.

Luckily mom and dad made sure none of my bones broke.

Enemies watching hoping on the throne that you choke.

You always gotta watch for them, only one eye closed.


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