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I went from handling the rock to mic rocking them stages
Havin' visions of the top, but I just gotta be patient
Shit be hard when you realize that time isn't waiting
Grinding for ages, visions in your mind get to fading
Then you start second-guessing your grind
"Is it gaining?"
Or "am I insane for always doing the same shit?"
Used to wanna hoop was on the big NBA trip
Really thought that I would be a King or a Laker
Till I realized it's a different day, same shit
Politics as usual when coaches get your name mixed up in some lame shit
Or come with a favorite
Or when they callin' shots
You really can't change shit
UCSD, 2018, my lane switched
Lost my love for it but thankful it took me places
Lil' bro didn't understand at the time
But he up in college now and he dealing with the same script
2019, August Gold, then my name flipped
People call me, "Kazie" and love the music I'm making
Losing hoops at the time didn't make sense
But how it's turned out, I can say I'm appreciative
A couple pages out my diary
Wouldn't tell a lie to you, so please don't lie to me
My life's rough and it's raw
But you can't enjoy a win if it don't come with a loss, nah
A couple pages out my diary
Wouldn't tell a lie to you, so please don't lie to me
Are you down for the cause
'Cause you really be down you gotta love me for my flaws
Life is ugly and the cost to be great is sacrifice
Do it right once, I don't know about no afterlife
I know about having the biggest appetite
For the finer things growing up
We ain't have in life
Man of the house, so I know about providing
Single parent home, so I know about dividing
Raised in a church, so I know about alignment
And how karma works, very similar to consignment
Pray that I'd find where the straight and narrow line is
Provide and divide with the team, so we shining
Cause you only strong as the weakest man in your lineup
This page in my diary defines us
Left Coast
A couple pages out my diary
Wouldn't tell a lie to you, so please don't lie to me
My life's rough and it's raw
But you can't enjoy a win if it don't come with a loss, nah
A couple pages out my diary
Wouldn't tell a lie to you, so please don't lie to me
Are you down for the cause
Cause you really be down you gotta love me for my flaws, baby
Uh
Kazie and RMB Justize
That's what it sounds like
Langston Blues, nigga
Poetical Flows, my diary, nigga
Feel me?
I'm gone
Ayy, bro
Niggas ain't tryna hear that life story shit
Get the homies, get you some beats
Let me hear that smooth shit
Real shit nigga's gon' feel, you know that ghetto poetry
Sauvi the Coolest, Left Coast
You know what we do
Stop playing with these niggas, Kazie