Writing with a plan, born in the city I gotta give ‘em what they want Now they all with me They got my back like I’m wearing a jacket When in fact it’s the track that be smacking ‘em backwards Put your lighters in the air, you’ve seen it before You never really had enough until you’re wanting more They like the feeling when it’s rushing through their veins An ice, cold liquor drink to make you go insane A little bit of spice in the sauce and I’m game I’m down for whatever, did you hear my campaign? Politicking through the streets of life And I’m out on my own I’m in a zone making deals, making moves setting the tone A cool, clean style, bad to the bone I’m busy building a career and a mid-century home And now it’s on You’re hearing me on every corner You better listen when I tell you ‘Cause I tried, I tried to warn you
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Hey hey what you gotta say Won’t you find your way? Before tomorrow’s gone Made you grow but I want you to know That I will stand on my own It will not be long ‘Til I gotta press on And I need to find a way To make it all worthwhile Fight, fight for your right in the game I always loved the way You said my name