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I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage Planted the seeds but they think I was planted I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin' Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't It's all on you, it's not my fault your turn ain't came You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes Chill out, you tweakin', nah, fuck that, I'm goin' Nobody snappin', the game is wide open Yeah, Ford tour bus shit, I used to be a busboy Screaming at the universe, I guess I made enough noise 'Cause now I've got arenas screaming Russ Gave my girl game, boss her up [?], trust At this point I know the money well But I miss how LA felt back in 2012 We were riding in a G-Wagon thinking we were big shit Before I went gold we were staying on Olympic That was [?] across from the barbershop We [?], we always would spark a lot We crumbling little rocks so we look like Arkansas Sell everyone boat shoes but now I can chart the Yachts I'm talkin' my shit now, who wouldn't if [?] The game I give is for everybody, it's Rated E I wake up and make a beat I couldn't [?] now I'm movin' five M's to the point [?] This for the family I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage Planted the seeds but they think I was planted I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin' Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't It's all on you, it's not my fault your turn ain't came You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes Chill out, you tweakin', nah, fuck that, I'm goin' Nobody snappin', the game is wide open People dumb as hell, I really shouldn't even bother Lot bottled up, least my mom is on the water Top dollar is what promoters send to me Dropping gems so every now and then I buy jewelry Motion doesn't move me, I don't see what you see They told me there was a ceiling, I found a roof leak Kick my own ass till I act right and do me Now I'm walking with a limp like I'm Mad-Eye Moody I'm truly infatuated with me and me only So much on my plate but I need to eat slowly The T-O-P is precarious, ain't it? G-O-D the only one who gave me charity payments I know my light shines through in spite of the grey clouds They don't chase dreams no more, they chase clout My bank account and what's in my head is no different I predicted all this, I could've wrote for the Simpsons (yeah) I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage Planted the seeds but they think I was planted I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin' Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't It's all on you, it's not my fault your turn ain't came You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes Chill out, you tweakin', nah, fuck that, I'm goin' Nobody snappin', the game is wide open Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't People be making excuses, I'm making it happen If I call them out though they calling me crazy They look at me and they calling it fake 'Cause if they called it work they're admitting they're lazy You didn't miss a shot, you never took it You bum, you a loser, don't speak on my name Hope that I piss you off over and over and over and over and over again Yeah, want what I got but [?] not the same I ain't never been a fool, people are what they do not what they say Most people never did nothing for me, all they ever do was get in my way (yeah) And I'm glad they out of my way, way I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage Planted the seeds but they think I was planted I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin' Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't It's all on you, it's not my fault your turn ain't came You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes Chill out, you tweakin', nah, fuck that, I'm goin' Nobody snappin', the game is wide open Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you didn't