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I put my heart and soul in this game
I'm feelin' drained, unappreciated, unalleviated
Tired of comin' up short, fuck abbreviated
Want my whole name spelt out, my old pain spelt out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains, Cobain
Throw flames, blue cane, the coach ain't help out
So I call my own shots, I'm David Blaine
I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie, if you change, may you change for the better
Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
One day she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'?
Still loved him just enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer and hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got demons
As you fall through the club
Bad bitches down to do all the above
Money come fast, so bein' hungry don't last
Till you look in the mirror and you saw who you was
Cold world, it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now, it couldn't be more harder
My ring gon' last like three, four cameras
Say hello to the real, I can be your hero
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
I'm gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gon' feel it like they take on me
I promise, baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more
Thinkin' I'm a fraud, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get a bank sideline
Up in first class, laugh even though it's not funny
See a white man wonderin' how the fuck I got money
While he sittin', coach hate to see me walk past him
Young black pants sag, headphones blastin'
Know what he askin', how did he manage?
With all the cards against him, he use them to his advantage
Slang we be speakin' probably soundin' like Spanish
Then I fuck they heads up when the niggas show manners
Some New York niggas thought it was funny callin' us spammer
Laughin' at the grammar cause they didn't understand us
Must've thought we slow, but little do they know
I came up here to take advantage
Of that shit y'all take for granted
Opportunity that I would kill for
Lookin' at rappers like, what the fuck you gotta deal for?
When I was ass out with my funds low
It's nice to know I had the whole world in my front door
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
I ain't gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gon' feelin' like they tank on me
I promise, baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more
Thinkin' I'm a fraud, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines
I made it to the rack even though they try box me out
I got the key to the game, they try lock me out
But what they don't understand is this is all planned
It's a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out
Like I'm supposed to give a fuck
Don't you know that I be out in France
Where the fans throw their hands like Pacquiao
Not cause my looks, cause my hooks can knock Rocky out
And my lines is designed from the heart
Young Simba been a lion from the start
Dumb niggas, y'all been lyin' from the start
My life like a movie, truly
And these niggas is dying for the part
But you never played me like LeBron versus Jordan 20 years, wonder who they gon' say what's more important
Both changed the game, came through and made a lane
Who's to say that who's greater?
All we know, they ain't the same
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gon' feelin' like they tank on me
I promise, baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more
You thinkin' I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines
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