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HILLS & HURDLES

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I'm shaking off this dead weight, you can't play right in my face Just know that that nigga that you slept on one day gon' be great Too many niggas two-faced, I sit right up in my plate I just know that I'm too hungry steady writing in my place Think my mind playing tricks at 24 I'm bumping face I just know I know I gotta stay patient I'm destined to be great And I know I gotta wait my turn it's timing in this race On the path against self, you can't get comfy in this space I've been draining from the fakes Fake love from the ones who really love it when you break It's tension, missile missions planned Bleeding on this sheet of paper nigga shooting blanks And I know it's witnesses on my position I can't take Thinking I ain't work this hard to be an artist and I'm startled Through them darkest winter nights When I was starving going thoughtless Shift the gears remember D, I can't put my dreams in parking I can see another target, feed and smoke another harvest And I'm on the come up, I'm too confident niggas optionless Know I gotta hit the totem pole, know how high I'ma get I'm ruthless like a number one hooper flooded on scholarship This shit feel like 2010 I'm dreaming in my mama whip Nike's on my feet I feel the heat, wait 'til I get rich I'm up on the hottest list, ain't no one day I'ma miss I'm drifting in the winter cold cause niggas know I'm 'bout to blow Being great my only goal in Ziploc, honor roll I'm swimming through the highs and lows game winner, blindfolded I believe it even when I can't see it, back in grind mode The hunger era, ain't no nigga better, let my shine glow Bright the globe, cold gold, even if the grind slow My time coming, I can't miss running, the hurdles I can hold I'ma reach up to the highest height until my dreams fold 2024 The mamba year, of my life goals The muse I just lit the fuse, the hills that I climb show I'ma make it, this the year I take it, look what time owed A nigga who done hopped up out the booth and I refuse To let a nigga bring me down the muse with these views Nigga walk inside my shoes pick the hues I can't lose I abuse, every weapon formed against me with the blues Flows jumping out the booth it's time to knock you out your tools Jumpman when I stand I'm overseeing all these dudes Line 'em all up, and see I just returned with the jewels I know I know I know, this the year I gotta grow Gotta push my hustle to the limit until I'm outta dough Working like I'm out of bread, until I own the bakery I'm looking back into my future I see where rap been taking me So I been thankfully, accepting blessings that's been made for me I see the road and where the clouds be, ho I see what's shaping me The hills are hurdles, nigga, and this is my event Gold Haze on the track, let the story begin, begin Through them sacrifices, hard times I gotta shine, yeah It's hunger, uh, it's the hunger Hills are hurdles