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Yeah,
we
grew
up
from
the
bottom
Started
from
the
winter,
now
I'm
running
into
autumn
Crazy
as
a
youngin',
man,
I
always
wanted
problems
Felt
like
flowers
in
the
spring
Took
me
time
before
I
blossom
Yeah
Boy,
I
never
really
quit
Tell
them
turn
me
on
just
like
a
candle,
man,
I'm
lit
Always
brought
a
fire
ever
since
I
was
a
jit
Ain't
no
cappin'
in
my
rap,
just
like
a
lawyer,
I'm
legit
Yeah,
I'm
beating
down
to
odds
If
you
see
me
swervin',
I
ain't
swervin'
on
your
block
Ain't
gon'
really
rap
about
the
money
or
the
opps
It's
a
new
hit
every
time
that
I
drop
Certified
from
the
day
I
was
birthed
I
can
write
a
book
from
all
the
lessons
that
I
learned
Mama
used
to
say
that
being
smart
was
a
curse
Hold
on,
they
gon'
tell
me
lies
But
they
ain't
sellin'
like
a
merch
Eyes
locked
on
the
truth,
you
can't
shake
it
Feel
like
I'm
a
king
Because
I
was
destined
for
this
greatness
This
gon'
make
them
mad
I
ain't
trippin'
They
can
take
it
Heard
them
say
it's
over
Keep
on
waiting'
like
a
waitress
At
the
top,
it's
just
me
and
my
bros
Heard
the
devil
reachin',
he
ain't
reachin'
for
my
soul
He
can't
really
have
it,
G-O-D
in
control,
Man
I
can
say
a
lot,
but
I
keep
it
bottled
like
a
Coke,
wait
I'm
the
one
that
thought
that
being
famous
was
the
goal
I'm
the
one
that
said
my
favorite
rapper
was
the
GOAT
Tell
him
everything
that
used
to
glitter,
it
ain't
gold,
man
You
searching'
for
a
savior,
you
can
find
him
in
your
soul
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Man,
the
lyrics,
it
get
deeper,
I
might
sink
Can't
wait
five
in
a
gang,
boy,
they
click
They
say
life's
a
movie,
okay,
I
can
see
the
clips
Know
the
spirit,
he
gon'
leave
me
like
we
going'
on
a
trip
Hold
on,
I
can
keep
it
cool,
I'm
gettin'
hot
like
we
in
summer
There
no
Weezy
real
and
they
can
never
find
another
You
was
chasin'
clout
while
I
was
tryna
help
my
brothers
And
you
can
go
and
ask
him
who
was
puttin'
up
them
numbers
I've
been
way
too
hot
that
I
can't
even
met
a
robber
Only
stayin'
fast
so
you
can
never
hear
me
stutter
I'm
in
so
much
green
like
it's
a
grass
without
a
cutter
And
I
always
call
him
broski,
we
don't
even
share
a
mother
22,
only
young,
cut
me
slack
Only
fear
the
Lord,
I
can
tell
he
got
my
back
Told
her
treat
me
gentle,
like
a
glass,
I
might
crack
Hold
on,
turn
me
up
some
more,
I
don't
know
how
to
act
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
Let
me
talk
to
'em,
Let
me
talk
to
'em
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