101

1:40 In the am
If you got beats, play them
If they ain't heat, waste them
Your s is cliché then
No more caring for what they think if it's not about the bag
No more testing me on questions if you ain't make it to class
Cause I gotta get it, it's just me and my own
I don't care if she don't wanna text my phone
Cause if I hit the switch and we click like a metronome
It won't be problem if I miss her calls when she's all alone
I got every reason to go
And every reason for foes
I got the reasons to pop
I got the reasons to blow
But this right here won't work until I focus on what needs to be done
Or I blow a couple racks just to say that it can be done
My path has just begun
I'm bout it 1-0-1



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Writer(s): Dante Matheis-henry
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