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Hold up, my brother, don't forget Hold up, my sister, just enough (There's a master plan) There is a master plan in store for you If you just make it through (God) God's gonna realize all your mind (He's gonna make it) He's gonna make it worth your time (For all the trouble) For all of the trouble you've been through (What make a nigga the best? Come on) The best, in trouble just for you (Ayy, you know, word around town, I'm the, guess what?) The best I'm the best, B-E-S-T I be in Kentucky getting money like I'm EST I can land in Memphis, make a million like I'm PRE Baby, I'm that nigga where I'm from and where you be She said, "Where you at?" I'm at the top where it's lonely Watching film, yeah, I'm scoping In the game, plus I'm coaching Pass the ball, coach, I'm open Coach, I'm open, niggas in the way I'm just tryna get the pape' My trap jumping like Chick-fil-A, but we open on Sundays I was pressing my mixtapes when niggas was getting they lunch trays On the block with my cousin all night 'til the sun came I can go to Milwaukee, arena more packed than a Bucks game Know I'm five times platinum, and I'm going for my sixth ring And I'm going for my, huh Letras de canciones You know the best is yet to come Oh my God, something, something ain't, I'm saying though It's some shit you never seen It's some shit you, it's just some things you never seen Yeah, come close, come close Yes, tha-thank you Youngin, uh, I can Aight, bruh, ayy, listen, no shade I can go to Milwaukee, bro, and I probably could sell more tickets than the Bucks can You know what I'm talking 'bout? Oh, uh, I thank God for it, uh, uh The best Yeah, let your soul fly (Has yet, the best, to come) Feel this God and gospel (The best) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Pray for love, the best) The best has yet to come (With your beautiful mind, the best) Yeah, let your soul fly (Has yet, the best, to come) Feel this God and gospel (The best) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Pray for love, the best) The best has yet to come (With your beautiful mind) From Letras Mania