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Ain't slowing down no I can't turn around
Look at they faces they mad now
But f*** em all
I'm chasing bags now I'm popping tags now
Meet me at the end zone when you touch down

Do anything that you like they gone hate, anyway
All the h*** gone flock, anyway
F*** em all I'm trynna get paid
It's a marathon it ain't a race
Gotta make sure that I pace
Some dollars that's the only thing I chase
I'm living with no regrets
Like A.I
I got them answers
How they like that?
They don't like that
Give a f*** if they like it
I don't play for New York but I know im a giant
I ain't f****** with them they just trynna kick it
I got entanglements like Jada Pinkett
And im going places
They ain't going places
They just talking they just hating
They ain't going places
Let it fall on me
I make a mistake then it's all on me
Even on bad terms you can call on me
Even the blind could see that im destined for greatness
I wish you could see



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Writer(s): Tyrese Bishop
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