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作词 : Ivan Jackson/Chris Scholar/Matthew Jefferson/Cole Charbonneau |
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作曲 : Ivan Jackson/Chris Scholar/Matthew Jefferson/Cole Charbonneau |
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I am not a finished product |
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Only judge when I'm done |
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Young and black and from the projects |
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Got a lot to overcome |
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I got my head in clouds |
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I got my feet on land |
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My homies fell too deep |
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This is the quickest sand |
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I know that, I am not a finished product |
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Got a lot to overcome |
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I been changing, changing, changing, changing |
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I been changing, changing, changing, changing |
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Who knew a star could fall from oh-so-high |
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And land on earth |
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Outgrow the sky |
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Expand my worth |
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I'll help you fly but fam is first |
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I am not a finished product |
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Got a lot to overcome |
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I am not a finished product |
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Only judge when I'm done |
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Young and black and from the projects |
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Got a lot to overcome |
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I got so many flaws |
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I try to hide but it all comes out |
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Rely on luck 'till it all runs out |
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So many gods, I should call one out |
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Right now (right now, right now) |
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I was naive when it all went down |
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When pops went ghost you was all I had |
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You went up North then it all went South |
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Everybody I know dealing with some shit |
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Tensions high, rent is high, so they with the shits |
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You get high, tell me why then I hit the shit |
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Catch a vibe, write a line, then I spit the shit |
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Giving game, 'bout to run my own internship |
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I done lost count of all of my mentorships |
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Euro-stepping to the left of your fickle shit |
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Still I'm blessed, I ain't stressin', no lickle shit (whoo) |
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Sunday night, momma penne olive, vodka from pentecostal church |
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I been scared, I ain't finished sinning |
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I ain't been repenting, what if god comes first |
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I been feeling like the end is nearing |
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All my niggas running out of options now |
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Nothing's been black and white for years |
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I'm making deals with my conscience now |
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Weather getting worse, cops wylin' |
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Is it fair to even have a seed someday |
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God, family and a little money |
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All the things my momma said I'll need someday |
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Got my name from the King James |
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That I promised momma I'ma read someday |
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Hopefully, they still accept my plead |
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Please remember one last thing |
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I am not a finished product |
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Only judge when I'm done |
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Young and black and from the projects |
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Got a lot to overcome |
