Veteran
You not who you think are
You should change your perspective
When I look inside the mirror
All I see perfection
I know I was born with a gift
Count my blessing
I know I'm a boss with the shit
Like a veteran
I took to many Ls back in my day
I call em lessons
Learned how I could grow to be that nigga
It's perception
You be talking down about your friends
Bitch you messy
You be entertaining all the rumors bout yo bestie
I used to want diamonds on my neck
That's depression
How the fuck them diamonds gona pay in this recession
I'd never be stuck inside them chains
Yelling free me
Bitch I got a daughter and a son
Know they need me
You gotta work harder than the next
It ain't easy
So I got my foot up on they necks
In these yeezys
Are you who say you are
Or is it your perspective
Do you want the money or the fame
What's the objective
When I talk to god, I talk to me
That's the message
Are them niggas really by my side or collecting
Why they wana know all of my business like detectives
Why they got they hands out wide like collections
If you ain't put in work when shit was dry you neglected
If you ain't see the vision from the start
Get the stepping
You not who you think are
You should change your perspective
When I look inside the mirror
All I see perfection
I know I was born with a gift
Count my blessing
I know I'm a boss with the shit
Like a veteran
You should change your perspective
When I look inside the mirror
All I see perfection
I know I was born with a gift
Count my blessing
I know I'm a boss with the shit
Like a veteran
I took to many Ls back in my day
I call em lessons
Learned how I could grow to be that nigga
It's perception
You be talking down about your friends
Bitch you messy
You be entertaining all the rumors bout yo bestie
I used to want diamonds on my neck
That's depression
How the fuck them diamonds gona pay in this recession
I'd never be stuck inside them chains
Yelling free me
Bitch I got a daughter and a son
Know they need me
You gotta work harder than the next
It ain't easy
So I got my foot up on they necks
In these yeezys
Are you who say you are
Or is it your perspective
Do you want the money or the fame
What's the objective
When I talk to god, I talk to me
That's the message
Are them niggas really by my side or collecting
Why they wana know all of my business like detectives
Why they got they hands out wide like collections
If you ain't put in work when shit was dry you neglected
If you ain't see the vision from the start
Get the stepping
You not who you think are
You should change your perspective
When I look inside the mirror
All I see perfection
I know I was born with a gift
Count my blessing
I know I'm a boss with the shit
Like a veteran
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Writer(s): Ishmail Mustapha
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