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And I can't I stress about shit because this gods plan

Searching for my purpose on this earth I hope I find it

One day

Like touring on the road across the country

Sunday - Monday - Tuesday Wednesday - Friday

Like that

I just try and be myself and all that's coming with that

These niggas cloning, stealing flows boy you should give that shit back

Be a positive example and put my city on maps

But don't be stupid running up bitch we could sit you right back

And don't be stupid sending fake love, we don't send that shit back

Be going stupid every track and I jus keep it a stack

And don't be stupid lavish mafia we the hottest in the app

They say that word is manifest so I ain't holding shit it back

Told my mama and niggas I ain't playing this year

Cause it's fast life it's plenty niggas praying I steer… off the wrong way

Tryna slow us down but we still taking off like runways

Singin to the hoes they bumpin my shit like it's Cold Play

Bringin all my niggas to the stage just like it's Soul Train

Rocking with the same niggas only

Work, grind and work it's plenty times this shit gets lonely

Shit... still Wonderman

Still got Vinny bands

Still got my Mama - Brothers - Sisters - and my family nem

Always got Danny man

Still got Lil keef

Still got G Greggo n my blood brother brodie Steez

Still got simba man - nigga gave me a car so I wasn't walking in December man

Sippin out this bottle got me Spinning like a ceiling fans

All my opposition really losers like a clippers fans

Ain't no phony kicking if they ain't solid then clip em' them

Puerto rico - Texas - Cali baby we tripping there

It's opportunity... dont care where I lay at I'm getting there

We tell them niggas make room, fuck where we fit in there

I go for the bucket I'm Michael… you more Like pippen yeah

Fuck then she dipping yeah