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[D.R.A.M.:]
You are very
You're too

[Taylor
Black boys side of the map
Nappy headed, rooms in the back
then when Michael still wasn't black
But we loved him anyway Hammer was wack
In Gary, Indiana ain't far the manor
One use baking soda, other Arm &
Both had broken doors, both had families
I look at Michael and look at
No samples, of all of that
Franklin, Gucci, and all the trap
When Barney and white tees starter packs
Big bro still moonwalk in all of that
Not looking for fame or an
Or a co-sign or record deal, baller
And you could put that through the
Chains, rings, bling, meant a thing to the king
Now how crazy is
bro, he can rap too, he can trap too, I was flippin' a pack
Till told me you can do this and rap

[D.R.A.M. & Elle
You are special
special too
Everyone is
I know is true
When I at you

Bennett:]
Daddy got a job at the White
He still in the hood the pipes out
Chano didn't get home it's light out
on an ave with the bikes out
I'm runnin' this paper like whiteout
Tryna count it up it's lights out
Tryna get the Nikes 'fore nice out
get the peli with the white feel
Used to make bands off of shows
Way before bands and Tonight
We was on and iPhones
How we rival? We Cain and Abel, the Bible
You cannot take away vital, this is
I'm south side of Chicago
We call our our fathers
My homies and robbers
Most of 'em booked or got up
Growin' up had it hardest
And I was trippin', got me back into the vision
Told me, "Listen, you gon' have to make
Everyone you make is gon' a difference
What's your How you livin' when you fifty?
Six feet under or up like Diddy?
in the world or biggest in the city?
You can be the boss if you commission
And runnin' my like a politician
And still it real if there's no pot to piss in
And what you do, if you don't, you'll regret it
And never give up if you to go get it"

[D.R.A.M. & Elle
You are very
You're too
is special
This I is true
When I at you

Bennett:]
Chano got a tour Gambino
I'm still in the hood, Gyros
with the G's like D Rose
Look at life like an ant through a
make it big, fuck a free show
Want a out crowd, no weak hoes
Bad bitches on my
the life back then, we didn't even know
From the low, to the dro, to the
To Porsches and casinos
To dreamin' in class, a diploma
I was out shows in my teen moments
Look, I been out for days
I think Moses with the waves
I think that Yeezus might've rose
I can hear Victor howlin' in the
Is it too late to do it all again when your is reputation's best friend?
I get off of revenge
And I'm the youngest, Jackson my kin
Writing like it was a to give
And walking like it was a legend to
And never takin' seconds, record record, I'ma wreck one after this, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
Should have the nine to six, uh
But this shit a gift, uh
Ice, ice on the wrist, uh
I was working, a chip, uh
Should have worked the to six, uh
But this shit a gift, uh