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Whoa, oh Same ol' me, but everything around me new Made it to the roof and still stuck to my roots Livin' out the dream Well, it might be a dream to you But I do everything I dream, so to me it's déjà vu See everybody wanna go to big deal from no deal To make it to the top you still gotta go uphill Rollin' up j's, to rollin' up here with j Crazy how my life just went from surreal to so real Back when rapping, school was a main contemplation 'ye took me to the grammy's, we had that conversation Say, « you don't make it this far doing no kind of waiting » And a few years later it'll lead me to my nomination And that, that's worth more than a diploma Sometimes being your own boss is worth more than promotions Chillin' in a spot niggas kill to get inside Spilt so much liquor on the ground, you'da thought my niggas died But we inside! From Letras Mania