Intro
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I don't care what society thinks. They're nothing anyway. They're no better than me. Out there
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you just have to fit into a pattern that somebody's already laid out for you.
Life we live, you have to set your own patterns, your own ideals. You have to handle the whole job yourself.
[Verse 1]
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No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like Trick Daddy and Trina
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Oli North pull in, like, 10 million a season
F#m
Queen Street visions that nobody believed in
Bm
If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eatin'
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Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd
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The city gets stronger when everybody is speakin'
Not when everybody out here beefin'
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We got it, now we just gotta keep it
Bm
America's most wanted, man, I'm still on the run
C#m
All these number ones and we still not the ones
D
No hard feelings, but I'll still get you spun
F#m
Went and got diplomas, and we still goin' dumb
Bm
Please never label niggas who lay down for a livin'
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My competition, it's beyond offensive
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I'm in it for the glory, not the honor mention
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Not tryna be fourth and inches, I'm tryna go the distance
Bm
Yeah, distance, I'm on a different mission
C#m
This the remix to "Ignition," hot and fresh out the kitchen
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How you forget to fill up with gas on the road to riches?
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Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it
Bm
Too late for condolences when it's over with
C#m
I need to start sayin' shit when I notice it
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Be open with people I need some closure with
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Be honest with myself and take ownership
Bm
Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn
C#m
I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first
D
Excitin' times, revitalized
F#m
Trust this little light of mine is gonna shine positively
Bm
I'm just takin' what God will give me
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Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey
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Better attitude, we'll see where it gets me
F#m
I know catchin' flies with honey is still sticky
Bm
I wrote the book on world-class finesses
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And tasteful gestures and makin' efforts
And never placin' second
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And even better knowin' you're first but then takin' second
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Inspirin' and never takin' credit
F#m,
I know I deserve more, I just never said it
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Two middle fingers as I make a exit, yeah
[Chorus]
Bm C#m
Did I? Did I?
D F#m
Did I lose you?
Bm C#m
Did I? Did I?
D F#m
Did I lose you?
[Verse 2]
Bm
Winnin' is problematic
C#m
People like you more when you workin' towards somethin'
Not when you have it
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Way less support from my peers
In recent years as I get established
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Unforgivin' times, but fuck it, I manage
Bm
Why is my struggle different than others'?
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Only child that’s takin' care of his mother
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As health worsens and bills double
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That’s not respectable all of a sudden?
I don’t get a pat on the back for the come up?
Bm
What do you see when you see me?
C#m
When did all the things I mean
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From the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?
F#m
Maybe I share it with too many people
Back then it used to just feel like our secret
Bm
Back when I would write
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And not think about how they receive it
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I be tryna manifest the things I needed
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And look, now, I mean, it's hard to believe it even for me
Bm
But you're mindful of it all when your mind full of it all
C#m
How they go from not wantin' me at all
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To wantin' to see me lose it all?
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Things get dark, but my aura just starts glowin'
Bm
I'm overcome with emotions
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Ones I can't access when I'm stoned sober
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Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra
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I could only speak what I know of
Bm
Man, we wrote the book on calculated thinkin'
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And icy Heineken drinkin', and rival neighborhoods linkin'
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And puttin' your trust in someone
With the risk of financially sinkin'
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All you did was write the book on garbage-ass Rollies
Ego strokin', picture postin'
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Claimin' that you'd do it for motivational purposes only
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But you just had to show me
Bm
See, I know, 'cause I study you closely
C#m
I know when someone lyin'
D
I notice people standin' for nothin' and gettin' tired
F#m
I know what we're both thinkin' even when you're quiet
Sometimes I gotta just make sure that I didn't lose you
[Chorus]
Bm C#m
Did I? Did I?
D F#m
Did I lose you?
Bm C#m
Did I? Did I?
D F#m
Did I lose you?
[Outro: 600 Breezy]
Bm
This is the 6’s year
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Six hundreds instead of six, OVO
D
You know we’ll be rockin' our asses out
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To my big brother Drizzy
Bm
You know what I’m sayin'?
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More Life, 6 to the world, gang shit