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1997 I arrived
Twenty five years, damn I'm grateful I survived (Grateful)
We wasn't 'posed to get past twenty five (Facts)
Won't speak too soon but bitch I'm still alive
All these niggas coppin' now is guns
Gotta hold heat when you shining like the sun
I believe what you give is what you attract
But sometimes yo' only choice is to adapt
Twenty five and under let me talk wit' ya
Understand that we control the large picture
The brush is in our hands and they know it
They still reap but now we can sow it
We are taught like being young is a bad thing
We got time on our side while they laughing
Time literally the only thing we can't get back
Time a never be money and that's a fact (That's a fact nigga)
We can't get mislead by society
So much pressure put on us in varieties
We turn twenty five and think we old
Or at least that's the story I've been sold
Then once we hit thirty, worry kicks in
We don't feel worthy or a mention
Surrounded by all these pretty women
But still don't got a wife in the kitchen
So fuck being patient, we need to blow up (Now)
We think we running out of time but barely grown up (Wow)
We expecting that our dreams just gon' show up (How)
Then laying up with that bullshit you throw up (Foul)
I thought I was getting old then I said "woaw now"
"Nigga you got hella time, you need to slow down"
"Enjoy the road and don't be scared to go down"
"Live by love, that's the way to grow now"
I'm twenty five and wouldn't shake a year off
On cruise control, I had to shake that fear off
Watch for niggas and hoes a make you steer off
And OGs, y'all aint gotta talk our ears off, nigga