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If we find anything in these days and timesI hope it's to live your lifeIt's no rules to thisBe your motherfuckin' selfFishtailin', I'm fishtailin'I'm fishtailin', ain't no tellin' if I'm out of controlI'm fishtailin', I said, I'm fishtailin'(with everything we accomplish)I'm fishtailin', ain't no tellin' if I'm out of control(It's still so much more to do) YeahHawthorne, California, years that I was formin' upBefore the world would know meand I would come and perform for yaI was baby bossin' things outside of my corneaIn the world with mama, where papa didn't show up for usI ain't let it phase me, I just focused on my wishesExecute ideas and accumulate multi-millions(pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)Get a bigger house with a kitchen to cook our meals inNo niggas that can press me whenever I exit buildin'A boy on handlebars that would listen to all my demosThat list was 'bout as long as a limo, but, here's the memoThem niggas that look like me treat my nuance as a nuisanceSo they would segregate me'cause I didn't match they blueprintWhat you think that's tied to, shit?They don't know, but I doSo we don't match in eye view, niggayou peaked in high schoolSo we can not compare, your perspective is stuck, gone'Cause I was signin' eight-figure checks with my gloves onI'm fishtailin', I'm fishtailin'I'm fishtailin', ain't no tellin' if I'm out of control(Don't regret tomorrow what you didn't do today)(Dreams can always become reality)I'm just livin' my life as the best I seeIf it don't excites me, we not the same teamWatchin' comma, comma, comma since I turned nineteenSo do not pay me no mindYeahHow it feel? How it feel? My nigga, it's so goodSmile on that baby face, schooling I was fuckin' upFocused, I was comin' up, them kiddies had them tumbles upWas nineteen years of agewhen my pockets was 'bout a hundred upHow I get them checks off, nigga?I ate and I paid my mama's debt off, nigga (nah, yeah)Now the pay stubs is silly, it's millis from old banterThe ice near my shoulders colder than HomelanderNo lackin', ma, the jimmy is strapped like some old sandalsI don't brag 'em, but she said my shit longerthan old phantoms (skrrt)No alcohol or opium (nope) , he sober like some polar skinHe focused, 'cause he ain't think rapcould take him to this podium (yeah)Livin' every day to the fullest, but move in silenceSo romanticize your life'cause tomorrow ain't pinky promisedBitch, I'm fishtailin', yeahI ain't think rap could take me this far, for realChangin' niggas livesI took my mom to Roscoes, early onAnd I was like: ListenYou ain't never have to work againin your motherfuckin' lifeYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ahI kept that promiseWho would've ever thunk it?I mean, did you see we was gon' make it this far?
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