[Verse 1] I was sitting lackadaisical in the back of the class Massive fan of the bars by Kendrick lamar And sparse beats that lacked pace any hearts they could grasp We just loved to clutch on to the art of our stars Progressing every day with the rap that I wrote When I met J cole and told him I rapped cold He was like oh word then he laughed it off so quick No joke, true shit was young and so foolish Treated schooling like sewage totally useless Was too obsessed with producing new music Desperate to impress through fake expression Peer pressure was a snake on the right direction Stupid excuses for work not sent in Resin untouched in my violin case sin On my mind with a little bit of rhyming hits Nice kisses from the woman that I live with on the skin [Hook] Back then I was so far gone So far gone, so far gone Now I got the whole world on lock For all of my music about to drop X2 [Verse 2] Let me tell you a story about my old life Some of its true you decide for yourself I used to deal drugs on a regular basis Back while all of my friends were faking their faces Flagrant vices up in the sinus Eyes dilated times were the nicest My life laced with high risk High heel shoes lie, deal who you knew My youthful pupils had brutal funerals My iris was weak from all the abuse High as a kite every single night Until I met the woman who saved my life A maze of concern you averted quickly The person with me stopped the curse within me Thinly escaped the ultimate cost Nearly relapsed and died I was fortunate god [Hook] [Verse 3] I was sprinting in my city for a little bit of glory Athletic but four people never looked back and saw me Appalled at no first place always second to eighth I could not tolerate getting no trophy or plate But as far as rap goes my goals are bigger than Gam Bs Crafting hits in the pantry to sell quicker than fancy My family needs to know that I am going to win a grammy And you need to understand me that I do not need a plan B Travelling away from the land where I have been Unravelling the sight of the pineal gland Taking the eyes right to the divine land No need to align I just hope your inspired The punters in my city they predict my demise But with my message and flow I will never capsize I just write for the love, one day to provide Confide with you my life through rhyme Outro..
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