Another One
Jr. (Chea) why don't you let your light "DIM SUM" (Chea)
I got another one, Jordan 93' on another run, I feel like no other son
I'ma keep it pushing give a fuck if they say it's done
I know I'm an all star, think I'm the great Lebron
Cause I'm having visions I swear to God ima see my way out of here
If you'on see the vision get out of here
And ion really vibe with too many people I made that shit very clear
I'ma repeat it every year, feeling like a janitor, I see, opportunities
What that mean I'm the one with the keys
And I ain't talking bout Khalid, I can see the bag I gotta have it
I remember I ain't have a mattress, sleeping on the floor Hella pallets
They'on know I'm really bout to buy a mansion
That's bigger than Caesars Palace, aye aye aye
Why does life got rules, I was born a winner
But I understand sometimes you lose, sometimes you lose
Gotta know the clock steady ticking and you can't hit snooze
You can't hit snooze, really from the trenches
Where it's earned and ion need no clues, ion need no clues
Yeah, look, I told my people keep working
In the end it'll all be worth it, stuff my money in that bag
You rather buy a Birkin, so when you walking
Know yo pockets be hurting, Lot of people confused
They rather look like, than really be working
I'm steady screaming fuck, all unnecessary publicity
I really don't give a fuck bout his or her validity
what it mean to me, everything ain't what it really seem
Martin Luther King wanted peace and they just let it be
Why does life got rules, Tom chasing Jerry and he always lose
I become a monster when I'm up this booth
I'ma dog, I'm off the chain but I'm not on the loose
Fuck with me and I'ma put you on snooze
I'm from the "P" the only good news is good bad news
Cause I'm working, and I'm really working regardless
A shooter gone shoot, and I put that on Harden
It's going down, like we up in the Garden
All about my green like I'm up in the garden
I'm "23" so tell me who you guarding can't nobody fuck with me
I swear I go the hardest, I deserve it, yeah closer to my dreams
You know that I'm in a hurry, you know winners play for keeps
I shoot the "3" like I'm curry, I can't wait until you see me
Get behind that Ferrari, I keep telling everybody I do not wanna party
Why does life got rules, I was born a winner
But I understand sometimes you lose
Gotta know yo clock steady ticking and you can't hit snooze
Really from the trenches where it's earned
And ion need no clues, and ion need no clues
Why does life got rules, Jr
I got another one, Jordan 93' on another run, I feel like no other son
I'ma keep it pushing give a fuck if they say it's done
I know I'm an all star, think I'm the great Lebron
Cause I'm having visions I swear to God ima see my way out of here
If you'on see the vision get out of here
And ion really vibe with too many people I made that shit very clear
I'ma repeat it every year, feeling like a janitor, I see, opportunities
What that mean I'm the one with the keys
And I ain't talking bout Khalid, I can see the bag I gotta have it
I remember I ain't have a mattress, sleeping on the floor Hella pallets
They'on know I'm really bout to buy a mansion
That's bigger than Caesars Palace, aye aye aye
Why does life got rules, I was born a winner
But I understand sometimes you lose, sometimes you lose
Gotta know the clock steady ticking and you can't hit snooze
You can't hit snooze, really from the trenches
Where it's earned and ion need no clues, ion need no clues
Yeah, look, I told my people keep working
In the end it'll all be worth it, stuff my money in that bag
You rather buy a Birkin, so when you walking
Know yo pockets be hurting, Lot of people confused
They rather look like, than really be working
I'm steady screaming fuck, all unnecessary publicity
I really don't give a fuck bout his or her validity
what it mean to me, everything ain't what it really seem
Martin Luther King wanted peace and they just let it be
Why does life got rules, Tom chasing Jerry and he always lose
I become a monster when I'm up this booth
I'ma dog, I'm off the chain but I'm not on the loose
Fuck with me and I'ma put you on snooze
I'm from the "P" the only good news is good bad news
Cause I'm working, and I'm really working regardless
A shooter gone shoot, and I put that on Harden
It's going down, like we up in the Garden
All about my green like I'm up in the garden
I'm "23" so tell me who you guarding can't nobody fuck with me
I swear I go the hardest, I deserve it, yeah closer to my dreams
You know that I'm in a hurry, you know winners play for keeps
I shoot the "3" like I'm curry, I can't wait until you see me
Get behind that Ferrari, I keep telling everybody I do not wanna party
Why does life got rules, I was born a winner
But I understand sometimes you lose
Gotta know yo clock steady ticking and you can't hit snooze
Really from the trenches where it's earned
And ion need no clues, and ion need no clues
Why does life got rules, Jr
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