ive been hated on, debated wrong, for my chance to stop the grind and shine i waited long,
my mind i made it strong, so i can claim my name back to the throne, where it belong
these are my schemes and formality, made it real no more dreams its reality
disciple turned profit nationality,
keep the street in my memo, ignor niggas like produces who sleep on a demo, innocent girl in heat turned to a bim~bo
I will not face defeat and its that sim~ple
we got these mufacus who nosy, these fakes and snakes that try to expose me,
enclose me, but they cant cause Gods the one who chose me, like a game of freeze tag he unfroze me
his preacher, his main feature, hated by many but respected like students with they teacher,
or like mother nature with her creature
i came in unexpectivally but God is the one directing me, so how could yall begin dissecting me, and when i leave the next man is going to take ova respectively
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