Postlude
Deante' Hitchcock
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Is this what you expected?
Is this what you expected?
Is this shit what you planned?
Was this shit how you saw it?
I'm just askin, I mean I just,
I just can't understand.
I mean maybe I'm trippin'.
Okay maybe I'm trippin'.
Yeah, maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe I thought too much while I was gone.
And maybe I had wishful thinkin' too long.
And maybe I found what I needed
In people around
Who would only be 'round for a season.
Maybe I started to change
But I changed for the better
Couldn't pay me to change for no reason.
Maybe I finally stopped to appreciate
All of the timing and shit that I got.
Or maybe the bitches I wanted to fuck
Try and fuck got me trippin,
But maybe its not.
Maybe I got way too caught up
In all of the hype
And forgot to take care of the music.
Maybe I'm really the best out Atlanta
Since Antwan and Andre
Said they would persue it.
Maybe I really should be way more cocky
At least when we showin' 'em just how it goes.
I just put faith in the niggas around me
To see this shit through.
Man you know how we do it,
You know how we do it.
And you know how we do it.
And you know how we do it.
And you know how,
And you know how we do it.
Okay,
I just been working my own
I can hear all the talk,
And I'm never too worried about em'.
Heard he was straight out Atlanta
But I don't believe it ain't real
It's just somethin' about him.
Fuck is with all of the talkin'?
Fuck is with all of the bitchin'
And all of the fussin'?
Fuck what you callin' the sound.
We the new talk of the town
It ain't up for discussion.
I did what the told me I couldn't,
Got better, went back where I started
And did it again!
Got this shit down to a science so much
We could bottle and sell it
It really depends.
Is this just what you expected?
Is this that shit that you wanted?
Is this what you planned?
Tired of being in 2nd
Questioning when it's
Gon' ever be our time to win.
Sorry to those I neglected
While I was up North
If you're worried about me I'm fine.
Sometimes you gotta be selfish
To work on yourself for awhile
I just needed some time.
Lucky for me all my niggas back home
Never stop cause we knew
We were destined to shine.
Even when you try to plan it
It never works out for your ass
And them start all align.
What you expected?
Man what you expected?
Man what you had planned?
Ain't no denying this shit, I'm the man.
Watch reiterate this once again.
This year I promise
To make you believe in this shit
And be proud to look up as a fan.
Know wishful thinkin' was only the start
Now we be ridin' this shit to the end
Man you know how we do it.