Coming of Age (Interlude)
(Gotta work hard for this shit go back to the lab)
(Gotta work hard for this shit go back to the lab)
(Yeah)
Wasn't the smartest
And wasn't the best looking but I'm real
I been through some shit
I carry a chip
But I won't do veneers
I came in this world not giving af
And I don't really care
I'm the greatest to me
But everybody say the same when I'm near
I do it for all the times I never had shit
Starving like niggas was fasting
Had to smarten up
If this all independent
Claiming it on my taxes
Tryna reach a different bracket
Gotta work tho
Either you sink or you swim in this world
Cause too many holes in this life boat
Where in the fuck was everybody three years ago
When I needed the help foreal
Never was one for the pity
Just show me the play
And I improvise it on the field
Got my trust issues
From family that love me to
But be faker than 3 dollar bills
Circle be small
But I barely could fit
If I hear you that you hiss
Then I'm cutting you quick
I had to switch to the cutter
Cause bitches would say that my bro ain't my brother
I used to do it for free
Now I do it me
Now they hate it I love it
I had to stay out my mind
And get on my grind
To level above it
If I see it I want I get to the hustle
That's end of discussion
I had to switch to the cutter
Cause bitches would say that my bro ain't my brother
I used to do it for free
Now I do it me
Now they hate it I love it
I had to stay out my mind
And get on my grind
To level above it
If I see it I want I get to the hustle
That's end of discussion
(Gotta work hard for this shit go back to the lab)
(Yeah)
Wasn't the smartest
And wasn't the best looking but I'm real
I been through some shit
I carry a chip
But I won't do veneers
I came in this world not giving af
And I don't really care
I'm the greatest to me
But everybody say the same when I'm near
I do it for all the times I never had shit
Starving like niggas was fasting
Had to smarten up
If this all independent
Claiming it on my taxes
Tryna reach a different bracket
Gotta work tho
Either you sink or you swim in this world
Cause too many holes in this life boat
Where in the fuck was everybody three years ago
When I needed the help foreal
Never was one for the pity
Just show me the play
And I improvise it on the field
Got my trust issues
From family that love me to
But be faker than 3 dollar bills
Circle be small
But I barely could fit
If I hear you that you hiss
Then I'm cutting you quick
I had to switch to the cutter
Cause bitches would say that my bro ain't my brother
I used to do it for free
Now I do it me
Now they hate it I love it
I had to stay out my mind
And get on my grind
To level above it
If I see it I want I get to the hustle
That's end of discussion
I had to switch to the cutter
Cause bitches would say that my bro ain't my brother
I used to do it for free
Now I do it me
Now they hate it I love it
I had to stay out my mind
And get on my grind
To level above it
If I see it I want I get to the hustle
That's end of discussion
Credits
Writer(s): Derick Gordon
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