Ill Life 4

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I used to say
 Do dreams really come true?
 Do miracles happen?
 Can I get paid for my passion?
 When I was young and my American fam would laugh at my accent
 I'd say my accent is 'bout as thick as your glasses, ha
 Proud to say I'm never caught up with fashion
 These clothes can't cover your soul
 And as of lately
 I've been focused on my lady
 Fuck bitches, man, them hoes ain't covered in gold
 They wouldn't let me cross the borders, the customs had me hold
 It's my story, if I ain't tell it, it will never be told
 Every man must stand on his own two
 I know the grind, Drums taught me how to hustle in '02
 From flippin' burgers to committin' burglaries, uh
 From winnin' spelling bee's to catchin' felonies, uh
 My hood credentials
 Such way to protection
 Momma, I pray I make it to make up for what you been through
 Nobody really gets you
 Feel like the whole world is against you
 And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue
 And all you wanna do is be the best you
 Just know you're born for this ill life
 You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life
 All I know how to live is this ill life
 They gon' see what I did with this ill life, yeah, yeah
 Uh, follow my story
 See the pain in my steps
 Sunshine bring life
 So I'ma reign of the death
 For the sake of my kid, I'm tryna find some common ground with my ex
 But it's hard to get right when you left
 And lately shit done got me thinkin'
 How I gotta strike in order to become a kingpin
 Let that sink in
 Quiet in the club, just smokin', drinkin'
 Or yellin' free my niggas like I'm Lincoln
 Remember when Cole would open for Drake
 And I would open for Cole
 So I'ma climb to the top, I was still two levels below
 That shit just feed the hunger, I have to settle the score
 Get off toe, hop out my bike, back to pedellin' dope
 Talk about bein' stressed, had to finally accept
 I'd be rich if I could cash a reality check
 Money ain't never make me
 Pussy ain't never slaved me
 So trappin' while I'm rappin' just prayin' that Lord you save me
 Nobody really gets you
 Feel like the whole world is against you
 And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue
 And all you wanna do is be the best you
 Just know you're born for this ill life
 You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life
 All I know how to live is this ill life
 They gon' see what I did with this life, yeah, yeah
 Uh, and what I can say?
 Besides I want it
 Want it more, kinda sore
 A young boy make a fossils out of these dinosaurs
 Say it, say it loud and proud
 Own that shit, I got ownership
 I can hand out these eviction notices
 Young black landlord
 Niggas can't see me like a sandstorm
 Big gold medals like we ran for 'em
 Still willin' to fall for what we stand for
 Violate, I'll cut off your lights like I pulled the lamp cord
 Uh, we catch flights then catch feelings
 Hard to smell the hate through the scent of a fresh million
 Realest niggas recite me, the fake never relate
 I'm from where a man is measured by what he got in his safe
 drinking whole E's
 On the corner duckin' police
 Know me, I grew up and I blew up now I'm the OG
 Slim nigga pockets so big
 Got my bitches on a short leash
 Nobody really gets you
 Feel like the whole world is against you
 And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue
 And all you wanna do is be the best you
 Just know you're born for this ill life
 You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life
 All I know how to live is this ill life
 They gon' see what I did with this life, yeah, yeah
 

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