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I gotta be, everything, that I can be I gotta do this thing, honestly Why can't I do it all, honestly I bet I shock 'em when I drop I know they probably think I'm washed I'm kettle cooking with the chip It's on my shoulders 'til we win I'm getting older by the minute, yeah I really had it up to here They always lookin' like they're winging it I've been planning every meal, mm Got me sippin' on this beer, ooh Ánd I don't even fuck with beer, no I need some water and ideas, yeah I gotta start to make it clear, uh I'm kinda peeping all the fallacy I'm powеred by the peoplе doubting I had to eat it like a ton of calories And the analogy is that I'm glowing up But I've been carrying this weight Fuck my old shit, all of it sucks Piss on them records, I shit on them records I thank everybody who saw the potential in me But I still had to get it inevitably If I could I would sit down and conversate with every hater and try to debate them I know its subjective but it's my objective to do it so well that it's not From Letras Mania