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Let me give you that story of my lifetime

Who wants to be a millionaire without no life lands?

All you do is just sit around and write rhymes

Gave y'all my dreams and my passions throughout these white lines

Feel like it's time to takeoff, feel like it's my time

Put careers to bedtime, yeah they crossed that redline

Free all my dawgs that's in the pen on fed time

"Local Artist Making Waves" reads the headlines

Let me go and just tell y'all my story

I'm 27, I battled everything like I'm 40

Demons in my head got me feeling I'm unimportant

He put this weight on his strongest soldiers and not serpents

Mean them snakes in the grass

They always coming for they're last

Them same niggas that's with you

Be the same ones on ya ass

And I kno they had a blast

Up in Cali bumpin Blxst

While I'm getting you my story

I am giving you my last

Just a youngin chasing the dream

Doing it by any means

Stay loyal don't switch on the team

Never switch up the routine

Just a youngin chasing the dream

Doing it by any means

Stay loyal don't switch on the team

Never switch up the routine

Let me give you that story of my lifetime

Who wants to be a millionaire without no life lands?

All you do is just sit around and write rhymes

Gave y'all my dreams and my passions throughout these white lines

Feel like it's time to takeoff, feel like it's my time

Put careers to bedtime, yeah they crossed that redline

Free all my dawgs that's in the pen on fed time

"Local Artist Making Waves" reads the headlines

Feel like I went through the ringer for me to make it here

Imma make this clear, you got one shot then the reapers here

I reappear, I can make this severe

For your career, it's over with now, face ya fears

Put me anywhere, you'll see me shine like the brightest day

The wordplay colder, like a Alaska on a summer day

This my summer faze, I can put on my poker face

Or I can get real grimy and I can put you where Summer lays

I know that line with over y'all heads like overlays

Look up to Nas and to Jay, studied their protégés

Givin' y'all my blueprint, feeling like I'm a Proto Jay

Givin' you the real me, I just wonder what hova say

Let me give you that story of my lifetime

Who wants to be a millionaire without no life lands?

All you do is just sit around and write rhymes

Gave y'all my dreams and my passions throughout these white lines

Feel like it's time to takeoff, feel like it's my time

Put careers to bedtime, yeah they crossed that redline

Free all my dawgs that's in the pen on fed time

"Local Artist Making Waves" reads the headlines