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Wise man once said: "Never be a label If you let 'em tell you story they'll incarcerate you And choose to see you through that lens but that's a narrow vision" I really chose to be myself and trust my intuition (Right) I really do write down my goals and bring 'em to fruition (Yes) I wish I would sell my soul just for some recognition (Naw) If you don't lean into that pain it'll get repetitious See everybody claim they real but what's your definition Man I get chills from all them stories just took reminiscing Ain't see my father so big brother was my living witness My momma only give her best to give us proper living It's for them times I felt alone and kept my composition My opposition's non-existant ain't no competition It's for my tribe, it's for my guys who watches from them skies They looking down, I know they proud of how I shift the odds I finally got what I was worth, I'm giving grace to God, oh my God From Letras Mania