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Yea
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back (I did yea)
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps (I do yea)
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
Before I leave I kiss the cheeks, of both my little mans
They know their daddy working, I'll be back wit a couple bands
Use to be struggling
Pops did what he can
Mother was never round
That made me to who I am
I got some hope for the better, they claim to wish me well
If I was to cry,then my tears, theyll probably flood a field
Striving for better still
Now I can foot the bill
I tell them please don't hit my line, I got no time to chill
I use to, starve for a meal, now run it up for a mills
Still got this pain, real deep within, pray that you'll never feel
And no matter the outcome; I know I kept it real
Although it's people rooting for me, hoping that I fail, well
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
Nah
I had to get it popping
I got three rings on both my fingers, look like Dennis Rodman
Put all my bags inside the bank, but I still end up shopping
You either flopping or you trending topic,
Nigga them your only options
When you live the life I live
I aint got no kids, but I take care of my brothers, like they aint really his
Started small, but look at me now
I do it really big
These niggas irrelevant
I throw the money and watch it fall like it was heaven sent
I had to stand tall, I took that charge and I aint tell them shit
I got the UPS on all my opps and I aint mailing shit
Ill be doing life, if keeping it real was a felony (yea)
But im
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
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Yea
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back (I did yea)
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps (I do yea)
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
Before I leave I kiss the cheeks, of both my little mans
They know their daddy working, I'll be back wit a couple bands
Use to be struggling
Pops did what he can
Mother was never round
That made me to who I am
I got some hope for the better, they claim to wish me well
If I was to cry,then my tears, theyll probably flood a field
Striving for better still
Now I can foot the bill
I tell them please don't hit my line, I got no time to chill
I use to, starve for a meal, now run it up for a mills
Still got this pain, real deep within, pray that you'll never feel
And no matter the outcome; I know I kept it real
Although it's people rooting for me, hoping that I fail, well
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
Nah
I had to get it popping
I got three rings on both my fingers, look like Dennis Rodman
Put all my bags inside the bank, but I still end up shopping
You either flopping or you trending topic,
Nigga them your only options
When you live the life I live
I aint got no kids, but I take care of my brothers, like they aint really his
Started small, but look at me now
I do it really big
These niggas irrelevant
I throw the money and watch it fall like it was heaven sent
I had to stand tall, I took that charge and I aint tell them shit
I got the UPS on all my opps and I aint mailing shit
Ill be doing life, if keeping it real was a felony (yea)
But im
Try not to show emotions (yea)
This pain im holdin, shit run deep as oceans (woah)
My brothers keeper, and I know they know it
Some shit I cant talk bout in raps, but we know its facts (facts)
They talk about it in they raps but they dont live like that (naw)
I gotta shit on all these niggas, was calling me wack (wack)
I touched a million, now these bitches been callin me back
I had a dream bout the paper been running these laps
I run my team cant let haters put one in my back
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Writer: Jordan Holt-May, Ke-Ron Wilson
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