Uh, married to the pain And glass coffins gettin’ buried in the fame Birds of a feather ain’t too Larry in the game Stay the same, only thing scarier than change Top Boy ting, I’ll turn to Jamie if they blam me ‘Cause I had to kill ’em, know I did it for the family Rather have a Rolls-Royce soul in a Camry Than let ’em make me to another product in the pantry What’s a Bambi to a bambino? (Bambino) Childish but deadly, I’m a gambino (Gambino) Ooh, chico, that man frío (Woo) Ay, dios mío (Woo), if I know, we know So if I die of natural causes, don’t believe ’em Ain’t nothin’ natural ’bout the causes they believe in I put in the work ’cause a thought’s not an achievement I could paint the pic, but to see it, you gotta breathe it You gotta need it
“You got to need it to breathe,” my grandma said (My grandma said) You got to leave it to me, get out my way (Get out my way) We just be needin’ to need, that’s not my race All I really need is the love All I really need is the, all I really need is the Love one time for the one time Matter fact, all time [?] Caste treatin’ principals like a part-time I ain’t gon’ listen to you pick apart mine I’m a made man, I should know ’cause I built me Made man, I’ma grow ’til they kill me Made man, fuck what you make, man I could rest ’cause my soul not guilty, you feel me?
You know, I wasn’t a, a highly touted middle school player, high school player, or college player You know, I had to do my work behind the scenes And I, I didn’t know that I was gon’ ever get the credit for it or ever get the results for it I don’t forget those steps that it took for me to get here Which is the work, the discipline, the humility, the compassion Why would I become thirty and see the results that I got and, and go away from it?
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“You got to need it to breathe,” my grandma said (My grandma said) You got to leave it to me, get out my way (Get out my way) We just be needin’ to need, that’s not my race All I really need is the love All I really need is the, all I really need is the Love one time for the one time Matter fact, all time ’cause we all time Caste treatin’ principals like a part-time I ain’t gon’ listen to you pick apart mine I’m a made man, I should know ’cause I built me Made man, I’ma grow ’til they kill me Made man, fuck what you make, man I could rest ’cause my soul not guilty, you feel me?
