[Intro]

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Ladies and gentlemen I'd like to welcome you all

I just hope we can provide inspiration

[Verse]

Don’t you worry Sister Bessie they’ll never get the best of me

Glory be to God thank the Lord cause he shepards me

Started in the mailroom they ain’t have respect for me

Special delivery shoutout to the Deputy

Was at the open mics, I don’t know if they remember me

Same nights as Yasiin, this my dream most definitely

And I did Barclays, we gonna live forever B

Let me be the proof, you can write ya own legacy

Remember people tellin me, nah don’t do it

They love ya interviews, ain’t ready for the music

Had to block it out, shit I was goin through it

Couple years later I see the influence

The money's cool but the inspiration's infinite

The wordplay, the structure in his sentences

The pen strong, all these different elements

Even when I’m gone they’ll remember all the sentiment

Shit was more fun back with Shake in the basement

Off Jake One beats, and heat by Tone Mason

Runnin' through the city at all the showcases

Chasing all these dreams with little to no patience

If it all end now, I’m a legend already

Just in case you ain’t know, if it ain’t set in already

My name with the greats that they mention already

So when they speak in certain rooms then it’s tension already

Ha, I’m built for it know people who would kill for it

Bet it all, and blow a half a mil for it

Fame’s fucked up, but they got a couple pills for it

Game’s fucked up, lemme know if you still want it

People from my past tryna fuck up my present

Women screenshot a message just to come up with leverage

Told my mother what I made she said the money’s excessive

I was a lil bit offended, she thought I wasn't gon' get it

I made my goals clear, I’m here to claim what I’m after

Ain’t gotta lot of time, so I’m chasing em faster

Run ya own race, I ain’t chasing no rapper

Don’t question God’s plan if you’re afraid of the answer

Shout out Sudan cause I heard they was listenin'

The music touchin' places I’ve been dying to visit

I’ve been focused on the hate, but I’ve been tryna pivot

Cause a fan told me that he was tired of livin'

Now I’m searching for the words just to try to uplift em

Hope he holdin' on to jewels that I’m tryna give em

We talk about his dreams, I admire his vision

Ha, don't ever fall in line with no image

I couldn’t make a song about the cliche rapper shit

It all sounds miserable, half of em is masochists

You got a dream you should go out and get it

Do it now, cause if you don’t you’ll regret it