Find My Way

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You can only be big compared to something smaller than you man
It's not the same with greatness
You know what I mean?
I can find my way
I can find my-, ay
I was fine the day before
And I'm fine today
I'll be fine tomorrow
Get the fuck up outta my system
I'm sure that I'll find my way


Can you guide me?
I'm not used to this
I tell em
We in the city where everything got a price
Survival of the best, you don't cut it if you just kinda nice man
I tell em
You already know

[Verse 1]
I made a lot of niggas bow like wow
Nigga, yippee yo, yippee yay
Where my dogs at?
Bark with me
Yeah the kind of dog really come and fuck the law with me
If they talk about that line pause with me
Cause niggas went 8 ball when they heard 'Hallelujah'
And that ain't even the trigger I had up under my sleeve
Cause really Hallelujah's something I would call a microphone test when these rapping niggas call it defeat
I do it in my momma name tho
Four!
God bless mom's dear soul
I live through these bars like a convict so
I give your ass hits like Solange did ho
Welcome to the playground of the great hounds mo'fucker
Now stay down mo'fucker
Niggas round here play foul and they bust like pornstars
Eight rounds mo'fucker


Don't you talk 'bout what you packing in store
'Cause who you tell might come attacking you for it
I'm hungry for Dibas, I'm hunting for Dibas
Them faces man, you keep the rest of the corpse
Pops saying he don't wanna hear me rapping
Well I'm saying I don't wanna hear him yapping
The only rule I'm following is if he acting
So he might as well cuss me out and send me packing


I can find my way
Even if I gotta leave home and do it all alone
Yeah, I'll find my way
Gotta kill one of these niggas just so I can get off?
Well, fine by me
'Cause daddy was a hustler
Now I'm really talking but he wouldn't get in clutter boxes
Just a nine-to-five
And times were rough as fuck
But that taught me to toughen up


Uh huh
That taught me to toughen up
Yes sir
Could you guide me
Uh huh
That taught me to, that taught me to toughen up
Yes sir
I'm not used to this
Uh huh
Yes sir
Could you guide me
I'm just warming up man
Y'all ain't ready for the flow
Check it, uh


As I bless these bitches with godliness
I told my brother how to body this
He saw me typing, told me he treated it like he was a columnist
Back when I was only nine and they treated me like I was anonymous
But, I got somewhat fans
Some of these niggas are drawing the butt not plans
Creeping in the hope they gon' use me to come up fast
They know I run my class
I'm working for hours on end for somewhat cash
I put in my heart and effort and bust my ass
But y'all don't get it, what this means to me
This is crack, cocaine, nicotine and weed to me
If niggas on the street like hookers this shit is weave to me
The only reason I ever needed Pops to believe in me but
He never dared to listen
Couldn't bother my feelings, I put them in a pen
I'm in a position of jurisdiction
Look at my haters dissing
I couldn't give a fuck not a handjob neither
I can't stand y'all breathing


I still party like rockstars and them rich bikers
I never marry girls all broads, every chick side
I gotta beat this shit at all hours like disc dicing
And I'm getting thumbs up from y'all stars like hitch-hikers


Even if I gotta leave home and do it all alone
Yeah, I'll find my way
Gotta kill one of these niggas just so I can get off?
Well, fine by me
'Cause daddy was a hustler
Now I'm really talking but he wouldn't get in clutter boxes
Just a nine-to-five
And times were rough as fuck
But that taught me to toughen up

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