September 9th Lyrics

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On September 9th, 1995

I came into the world bushy tailed, bright eyed

Hand on my face contemplating what to do

Few minutes old I already thunk it through

Fast forward to the days of the playground

I had a vision of the days I could wear the crown

But for what didn’t know, that’s the premonition

The definition of a faith based intervention

The open mic it started right

My friends signed me up

As a joke, was stepping up they really thought I’d choke

Aint no choking I’m devoted honestly I’m goated

Annotated my discography to show em that I wrote it

Graduated dropped my album on the same day

Was slanging tapes, I knew people wasn’t gone pay

Knew I was cold but they told me that I wasn’t J

Called 97.3 when my song played

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You gotta take time

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You gotta take time

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To appreciate the rhymes

I was clocking in at target selling phones in the back

Let my hair grow back

Since my T-shirt black

Then we, grew

It was Mindy and the crew

Had a crush on Abby and I didn’t think it through

Man I’m grown why I’m sweating what I did as a boy

I made choices in my life some I didn’t enjoy

Food lion, so many days surrounded by the lying

Almost had me caught up in some bull they was trying

Then I lost my life

The light faded so I knew I had to get things right

I got calls like, Cam man you saved my life

Never quit, they gone listen when the time is right

Flash back to the church unsupportive

Teenage me had his vision distorted

Right then I took a vow not to mold to the game

So now I live the life that God ordained

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They tried to Pac me

Somebody said they shocked nobody shot me

Had some really close encounters but I know that God got me

I’m not deaf I hear comparisons to legends

No disrespect but I’m not stepping how they stepping

I’m a legend in my own right

Nobody moving how I’m moving in my city

Celebrating zero nine zero nine 1945 plus fifty

Slow up

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You gotta take time

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You gotta take time

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To appreciate the rhymes