Intro
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[VERSE]
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I guess I’m on my… on my Don shit
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Somebody gotta do it
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Look, no more interviews
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I’m not talking about this on a song,
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feature or interlude
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Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl
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I brought sand to the beach
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Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet
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I’m from the ground up like a ground-ball play
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Im coming from the underground like its Groundhog’s Day
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I talking so underground that when I talk about J, nigga
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I might mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real niggas
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Lately I only do the shit that inspire me
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Lately niggas treat the Shade Room like a diary
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Oh yeah is that what you heard?
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Believing everything that you hear
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without confirming it first
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And you know the funny thing about
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it is my ex wanna write a tell all
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Fucked up thing about it is she ain’t even tell all
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Like how I introduced her to meditation, positive thinking
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And the books she probably read in daily rotation
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I learned when people lie on you not to return the favor so
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I won’t get you embarrassed
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I won’t tell them all the other parts about you thats plastic
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This my last time putting my ex in a song
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even though the last one went triple platinum
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I’d rather put that energy into what’s worth having
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Like how I got a platinum album with no solo tour
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Niggas say it’s over for me I go overboard
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Back against the wall like my poster but I’m the poster boy
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Not from the city if you let THEY tell it
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Greatest rapper of all time if you let YE tell it
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You ask me I don’t got the resume
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But shit I can go bar for bar for niggas who talking off
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And getting egged on by A&Rs
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who soon as your shit fallin’ off they walkin’ off
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And if you rappers diss us and ours
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just know that you dead and you know it
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My career been moving perpetual motion
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I’m not impressed with the whoopty woop,
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I don’t know who is who
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And can’t pretend like I’m hip to it, no hula hoop
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And I can’t lie like I like this shit like I usually do
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And I’m just not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
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Who sound like one big asthma attack
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but trash when I’m rapping it back
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Who you put in your top five and claim they the savior of rap
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So many friends turn to enemies, they frenemies
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I don’t know why I act like I’m surprised or it’s offending me
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I’m saying tho I should have learned from Hov and Dame
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From Stunna and Wayne, Cudi and YE
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What happened to our family ways though
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When I put you on that song with Nas
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you had told me that you was forever grateful
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And that we brothers, so it hurt to hit the internet
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to find out that me and you don’t fuck with each other
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Over a miscommunication that probably could be fixed
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with a 5 minute conversation, I’m still praying
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For ya tho I guess I charged it to the game
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How much it cost? Around twenty88
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Going off like Kobe when he wore the crazy eights
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All y’all niggas looking like my kiddos wearing Bape
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Shot my first video in the Harajuku store
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With Nigo in the background, that’s a picture that you can’t take
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With YE and Hype Williams directing each take
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And GOD directing each step that we take
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I’m a king, a legend, man you niggas ain’t worthy
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10 years in and a nigga still under 30
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I’m feeling like an old man that failed at life
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Got reincarnated to do it all again right (thats how I feel)
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So I’m treating every second like its an investment
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Time is money every second I’m collecting
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Don’t ask me no stupid questions
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“Are you still signed to YE?” questions no Roc nation questions
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Or who I’m dating questions, look no more interviews
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Unless you wanna talk about the music or
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something that has a different view
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And not the shit thats getting the hits and views
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Words misconstrued with no credit, but you niggas approved
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My mistakes are my biggest professors and learning life lessons
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I realize it ain’t what you have, it’s what you feel,
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that’s what true success is
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I am the one of one, after me there’s no successor