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Yes Indeed, and just like that we had to come back for a third time First it was "before it's too late" Then we thought "maybe it was too late" And then we realized it could "never be too late" Aye, Look it's never too late to try and ever be great You either chase after your dreams or you never escape the pain... But here I am still racing chasing Took the red pill just to get us out the matrix Surrounded by the fake shit Where everybody changes Get inside the party and forget who they came with Naw Never that I hold my people down For all these bitches on me, hope you see me now A look coming after everything that I deserve We done came to far, to ever take a u-turn This urge that I possess gotta let that bitch burn She ain't no I was the one. Gotta let that bitch learn I'm been stack so much paper, dripped out and draped up Call Betty Crocker and tell her we got our cake up Yes indeed I need my sit at the table We was bussing all these moves before they knew we was able Before they knew it was capable to take control I'm directing traffic. I show you the way to go But listen this is not the road to the riches This is when you take chances Cuz you ain't have a pot to piss in Only fuck with niggas who grind and like winnin We kings amongst kings Chris Webber and Mike Bibby Just know the grind don't stop Don't need no time when I shoot nigga fuck a shot clock I'm coming for everything that I deserve, everything that I deserve I'm coming for everything that I deserve, everything that I deserve I been gone too long But dont know where I'm going Put my life in these lines Write my life with these songs Now let that bitch bang, I'm just tryna kick game Believe in yourself and watch your whole shit change Silent moves from a silent killer With public figures having private dinners Was the beginning when they tried to end us I take pride in winning, I'm a prideful Sinner Look Dog I know my life is a mess, but I still find a way to look at life as the best I know life is a stress, I know life is a test I know we all got our problems when this life is a wreck But even crash and burn i'm learn a lesson Rap could never do me in, I too got many investments Too much time invested, all the these things that I'm protecting When you chasing after so many things get neglected Forgive me my sins, that's part of my imperfections I got do right by the people who never left me... I'm working hard so you ain't gotta suffer I'm working hard so you ain't gotta struggle I'm working had just to show you how to hustle I'm working hard just to show you that I love you But will your ever notice how I gave my all Paid the bills all in advance so you ain't have to call No time yesterday for niggas who tryna hate, but today nigga Today I got time...
Writer(s): Lamar Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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