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Did your family grow up in this
Check this out, Hell no, my family ain´t grow up in this
I´m a mothafuckin´ black sheep nigga

I´m a black sheep nigga
I´m the holy one
All my family graduated, nigga I said fuck that

Fuck graduating
Fuck scholarships
Fuck the teachers that told me that leading was a hit or miss
Diamond in the rough (rough)
Man, I hate this pressure shit
Life versus me, like my shit was never meant for it
Used to work at Hollister, had to go and quit it bruh
Couldn´t handle 9 to 5´s, I needed something different cause
I be a different type of guy, please notice before I die

Wait a second, hold up
(I´m from the motherfucking west-side)
Hit my bitch in bad style
Don´t you know I bed lies
I don´t play them petty games, that be for them pet guys
Speeding through my life, this is everything I write
Fuck your standards and your manners
Never worry bout your likes
(Think I´m next NOW)
Word up to my London chick
She done told me that the old me stuck up in a sunken ship
Well I´m glad
Let me pass, working like I need a tip
I´m that motherfucking nigga with that motherfucking shit

Got 6 hundred to my name, three is for these beats
Other half is if I end up broke up in these fucking streets
I ain´t angry, I´m just raging
Let my stress out I´m just pacing
Dreams be what the fuck I´m chasing
See success is what I seek
Like (wagwarn, bumbaclart)
Ay, tell me what the dealio
Fucking with somebody who don´t fuck with you is silly, bro
Skin is like she Reese´s
Doing three lines like Adidas
And I be so north-west, you´d think my father´s name was Yeezus
Silly nigga what you think
Me plus your chick is a perfect match

And you can not debate
I´m that boy like I´m rich
Plus I´m casin´ like I´m Nick
I got hoes in different coasts
And they wanna hear me spit like

On this bus, currently writing up this song
Passengers keeps staring at me cause I´m mumbling all alone
Wonder if society tryna´ help or take me out my zone
Be you, not them
Please don´t cling onto the clones, man
My niggas getting married
My niggas having babies
And I feel kid-ish spending moolah on the dreams I´m chasing
I guess it´s heaven sent

Don´t need the evidence
I probably should saved my savings just to pay my debt
Patience be the key
And your future be the lock
Know your dreams is like it´s heaven
Everybody want a spot so
Dream on, dream on
Till your time´s up on the clock
Don´t give up no matter what, you see this dream is all you got
Look, just to keep it kosher
So I do what I´m supposed to
I´m lost up in this beat, I think I might end up on  posters
Girls be the controllers, try to catch us like ebola
These hoes is all plastic like my grandmomma´s sofa, nigga