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cost\nAt the age of 13, took a loss\nBut if I bet if I see him today, I get his ass off\n17, I was duckin' the laws\n\n18, I was chalkin' on them county walls\n19, I was posted just me and my dawgs\n23, we just blew a few racks at the mall\nAnd I'm still fighting cases for shit in them walls\nIt was me and Lil Shot, we was knocking them off\n30 days in the box, I went crazy and all\nWriting raps on the floor with no space on the walls\nYeah, I did a lil' time on probation and all\nNow I'm out, I stay down, only right that we ball\n\nBitch, I'm solid, the type to pick up if you call\nIf we spin, I'm the first nigga letting them off\nHearing voices and shit, they like, \"Go kill 'em all\"\nI be rubbing my head for good luck like I'm bald\nThis bitch freaky, she tweakin' to suck on my balls\nWhen I nut, if I kick this ho out, am I wrong?\n\nBeen feeling like, \"Fuck it, I'm done with this rappin'\"\nJust bring me some packs of that muddy, it's sealed\nDope money bring danger, was already dangerous\n'Fore I was rappin' this shit that I live\nRide with the stick in the box 'cause a clip got extended\n'Cause niggas been thirsty for kills\nHad to redo my engine, bought me a transmission\nBeen living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror\n\nWent and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap\nI really met Mexican plugs for that flour\nCut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark\nWanna see if that money bring power\nMy partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n\nAnd giving his son allowance\nI'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\nI'm just glad to see him off that powder\nJust moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\nHe bought that apartment for spite\nI understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\nJust gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n\nThen I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n\"Come over, \" and give me your plate\nBut I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\nThe Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\nTeanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\nBut money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\nAnd he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\nAin't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons\nAin't really been feeling the vibes\n\nWent to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots\nI'm just glad that we came out alive\nRiding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit\nCall some cameras, we deep than a bitch\nDracos and Glocks in the back, 30 shots out this MAC\nOr you can get beamed with this blick\nHad the cop five percent tint\nDon't look in my car, you can't even see in this bitch\nTalk down on my name\nAnd your body gon' shake like you having a seizure and shit, bitch\n\nAy, see this shit come straight out the pot\nI got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\nSee, these niggas can know me or not\nI'ma step on all ten either way it's the law\nSee the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\nNow I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\nSee, we used to put racks in a box\nNow we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.17] My destiny\n[00:04.19] You were my destiny\n[00:09.15] That's why, that's why, baby\n[00:14.30] I was too blind to see\n[00:18.11] Turn it up a lil' bit\n[00:20.69] (Blind to see) ay\n[00:24.51] (Blind to see) yeah\n[00:28.42] (Blind to see) ay, ay\n[00:32.00] Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n[00:33.83] I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n[00:36.25] See, these niggas can know me or not\n[00:37.80] I'ma step on all ten either way, it's the law\n[00:39.73] See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\n[00:41.92] Now I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\n[00:44.35] See, we used to put racks in a box\n[00:45.82] Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off\n[00:48.46] Bitch, steppin' on shit like a boss\n[00:49.90] So now these hos jock on my page just to see what I cost\n[00:52.29] On the way to the top, I got lost\n[00:54.05] So I got to juggin' and robbin' 'til I found the cross\n[00:56.28] We been pushing that pack like Ross\n[00:57.89] If I want your head then you dead, I don't care what it cost\n[01:00.45] At the age of 13, took a loss\n[01:01.84] But if I bet if I see him today, I get his ass off\n[01:04.24] 17, I was duckin' the laws\n[01:05.94] 18, I was chalkin' on them county walls\n[01:07.94] 19, I was posted just me and my dawgs\n[01:09.89] 23, we just blew a few racks at the mall\n[01:11.74] And I'm still fighting cases for shit in them walls\n[01:13.81] It was me and Lil Shot, we was knocking them off\n[01:15.87] 30 days in the box, I went crazy and all\n[01:17.62] Writing raps on the floor with no space on the walls\n[01:19.92] Yeah, I did a lil' time on probation and all\n[01:21.85] Now I'm out, I stay down, only right that we ball\n[01:23.76] Bitch, I'm solid, the type to pick up if you call\n[01:25.87] If we spin, I'm the first nigga letting them off\n[01:27.99] Hearing voices and shit, they like, \"Go kill 'em all\"\n[01:29.88] I be rubbing my head for good luck like I'm bald\n[01:31.82] This bitch freaky, she tweakin' to suck on my balls\n[01:33.82] When I nut, if I kick this ho out, am I wrong?\n[01:35.98] Been feeling like, \"Fuck it, I'm done with this rappin'\"\n[01:37.98] Just bring me some packs of that muddy, it's sealed\n[01:39.90] Dope money bring danger, was already dangerous\n[01:42.00] 'Fore I was rappin' this shit that I live\n[01:43.86] Ride with the stick in the box 'cause a clip got extended\n[01:46.23] 'Cause niggas been thirsty for kills\n[01:47.76] Had to redo my engine, bought me a transmission\n[01:50.02] Been living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror\n[01:52.05] Went and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap\n[01:53.85] I really met Mexican plugs for that flour\n[01:56.08] Cut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark\n[01:58.37] Wanna see if that money bring power\n[01:59.96] My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n[02:02.57] And giving his son allowance\n[02:03.86] I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\n[02:06.22] I'm just glad to see him off that powder\n[02:07.81] Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\n[02:10.55] He bought that apartment for spite\n[02:11.94] I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\n[02:14.48] Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n[02:15.85] Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n[02:18.49] \"Come over, \" and give me your plate\n[02:19.72] But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\n[02:22.48] The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\n[02:23.93] Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\n[02:26.88] But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\n[02:29.75] And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\n[02:32.23] 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it cost\n  At the age of 13, took a loss\n  But if I bet if I see him today, I get his ass off\n  17, I was duckin' the laws\n\n  18, I was chalkin' on them county walls\n  19, I was posted just me and my dawgs\n  23, we just blew a few racks at the mall\n  And I'm still fighting cases for shit in them walls\n  It was me and Lil Shot, we was knocking them off\n  30 days in the box, I went crazy and all\n  Writing raps on the floor with no space on the walls\n  Yeah, I did a lil' time on probation and all\n  Now I'm out, I stay down, only right that we ball\n\n  Bitch, I'm solid, the type to pick up if you call\n  If we spin, I'm the first nigga letting them off\n  Hearing voices and shit, they like, \"Go kill 'em all\"\n  I be rubbing my head for good luck like I'm bald\n  This bitch freaky, she tweakin' to suck on my balls\n  When I nut, if I kick this ho out, am I wrong?\n\n  Been feeling like, \"Fuck it, I'm done with this rappin'\"\n  Just bring me some packs of that muddy, it's 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back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\nHe bought that apartment for spite\nI understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\nJust gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n\nThen I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n\"Come over, \" and give me your plate\nBut I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\nThe Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\nTeanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\nBut money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\nAnd he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\nAin't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons\nAin't really been feeling the vibes\n\nWent to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots\nI'm just glad that we came out alive\nRiding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit\nCall some cameras, we deep than a bitch\nDracos and Glocks in the back, 30 shots out this MAC\nOr you can get beamed with this blick\nHad the cop five percent 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That's why, that's why, baby\n  I was too blind to see\n  Turn it up a lil' bit\n  (Blind to see) ay\n  (Blind to see) yeah\n  (Blind to see) ay, ay\n\n  Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n  I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n  See, these niggas can know me or not\n  I'ma step on all ten either way, it's the law\n  See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\n  Now I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\n  See, we used to put racks in a box\n  Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off\n  Bitch, steppin' on shit like a boss\n\n  So now these hos jock on my page just to see what I cost\n  On the way to the top, I got lost\n  So I got to juggin' and robbin' 'til I found the cross\n  We been pushing that pack like Ross\n  If I want your head then you dead, I don't care what it cost\n  At the age of 13, took a loss\n  But if I bet if I see him today, I get his ass off\n  17, I was duckin' the laws\n\n  18, I was 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dark\n[01:58.37] Wanna see if that money bring power\n[01:59.96] My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n[02:02.57] And giving his son allowance\n[02:03.86] I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\n[02:06.22] I'm just glad to see him off that powder\n[02:07.81] Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\n[02:10.55] He bought that apartment for spite\n[02:11.94] I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\n[02:14.48] Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n[02:15.85] Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n[02:18.49] \"Come over, \" and give me your plate\n[02:19.72] But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\n[02:22.48] The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\n[02:23.93] Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\n[02:26.88] But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\n[02:29.75] And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\n[02:32.23] 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Dope money bring danger, was already dangerous\n  'Fore I was rappin' this shit that I live\n  Ride with the stick in the box 'cause a clip got extended\n  'Cause niggas been thirsty for kills\n  Had to redo my engine, bought me a transmission\n  Been living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror\n\n  Went and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap\n  I really met Mexican plugs for that flour\n  Cut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark\n  Wanna see if that money bring power\n  My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n\n  And giving his son allowance\n  I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\n  I'm just glad to see him off that powder\n  Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\n  He bought that apartment for spite\n  I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\n  Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n\n  Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n  \"Come over, \" and give me your plate\n  But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\n  The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\n  Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\n  But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\n  And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\n  Ain't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons\n  Ain't really been feeling the vibes\n\n  Went to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots\n  I'm just glad that we came out alive\n  Riding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit\n  Call some cameras, we deep than a bitch\n  Dracos and Glocks in the back, 30 shots out this MAC\n  Or you can get beamed with this blick\n  Had the cop five percent tint\n  Don't look in my car, you can't even see in this bitch\n  Talk down on my name\n  And your body gon' shake like you having a seizure and shit, bitch\n\n  Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n  I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n 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end_ms: 106230\n- text: '''Cause niggas been thirsty for kills'\n  start_ms: 106230\n  end_ms: 107760\n- text: Had to redo my engine, bought me a transmission\n  start_ms: 107760\n  end_ms: 110020\n- text: Been living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror\n  start_ms: 110020\n  end_ms: 112050\n- text: Went and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap\n  start_ms: 112050\n  end_ms: 113850\n- text: I really met Mexican plugs for that flour\n  start_ms: 113850\n  end_ms: 116080\n- text: Cut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark\n  start_ms: 116080\n  end_ms: 118370\n- text: Wanna see if that money bring power\n  start_ms: 118370\n  end_ms: 119960\n- text: My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n  start_ms: 119960\n  end_ms: 122570\n- text: And giving his son allowance\n  start_ms: 122570\n  end_ms: 123860\n- text: I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\n  start_ms: 123860\n  end_ms: 126220\n- text: I'm just glad to see him off that powder\n  start_ms: 126220\n  end_ms: 127810\n- text: Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\n  start_ms: 127810\n  end_ms: 130550\n- text: He bought that apartment for spite\n  start_ms: 130550\n  end_ms: 131940\n- text: I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\n  start_ms: 131940\n  end_ms: 134480\n- text: Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n  start_ms: 134480\n  end_ms: 135850\n- text: Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n  start_ms: 135850\n  end_ms: 138490\n- text: '\"Come over, \" and give me your plate'\n  start_ms: 138490\n  end_ms: 139720\n- text: But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\n  start_ms: 139720\n  end_ms: 142480\n- text: The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\n  start_ms: 142480\n  end_ms: 143930\n- text: Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\n  start_ms: 143930\n  end_ms: 146880\n- text: But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\n  start_ms: 146880\n  end_ms: 149750\n- text: And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\n  start_ms: 149750\n  end_ms: 152230\n- text: Ain't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons\n  start_ms: 152230\n  end_ms: 154870\n- text: Ain't really been feeling the vibes\n  start_ms: 154870\n  end_ms: 156480\n- text: Went to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots\n  start_ms: 156480\n  end_ms: 158650\n- text: I'm just glad that we came out alive\n  start_ms: 158650\n  end_ms: 160460\n- text: Riding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit\n  start_ms: 160460\n  end_ms: 162760\n- text: Call some cameras, we deep than a bitch\n  start_ms: 162760\n  end_ms: 164550\n- text: Dracos and Glocks in the back, 30 shots out this MAC\n  start_ms: 164550\n  end_ms: 166960\n- text: Or you can get beamed with this blick\n  start_ms: 166960\n  end_ms: 168420\n- text: Had the cop five percent tint\n  start_ms: 168420\n  end_ms: 169990\n- text: Don't look in my car, you can't even see in this bitch\n  start_ms: 169990\n  end_ms: 172330\n- text: Talk down on my name\n  start_ms: 172330\n  end_ms: 173350\n- text: And your body gon' shake like you having a seizure and shit, bitch\n  start_ms: 173350\n  end_ms: 176140\n- text: Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n  start_ms: 176140\n  end_ms: 177980\n- text: I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n  start_ms: 177980\n  end_ms: 180230\n- text: See, these niggas can know me or not\n  start_ms: 180230\n  end_ms: 181620\n- text: I'ma step on all ten either way it's the law\n  start_ms: 181620\n  end_ms: 184040\n- text: See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\n  start_ms: 184040\n  end_ms: 186100\n- text: Now I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\n  start_ms: 186100\n  end_ms: 188380\n- text: See, we used to put racks in a box\n  start_ms: 188380\n  end_ms: 189870\n- text: Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off\n  start_ms: 189870\n  end_ms: 192620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 192620\nplain: |-\n  My destiny\n  You were my destiny\n  That's why, that's why, baby\n  I was too blind to see\n  Turn it up a lil' bit\n  (Blind to see) ay\n  (Blind to see) yeah\n  (Blind to see) ay, ay\n\n  Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n  I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n  See, these niggas can know me or not\n  I'ma step on all ten either way, it's the law\n  See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\n  Now I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\n  See, we used to put racks in a box\n  Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off\n  Bitch, steppin' on shit like a boss\n\n  So now these hos jock on my page just to see what I cost\n  On the way to the top, I got lost\n  So I got to juggin' and robbin' 'til I found the cross\n  We been pushing that pack like Ross\n  If I want your head then you dead, I don't care what it cost\n  At the age of 13, took a loss\n  But if I bet if I see him today, I get his ass off\n  17, I was duckin' the laws\n\n  18, I was chalkin' on them county walls\n  19, I was posted just me and my dawgs\n  23, we just blew a few racks at the mall\n  And I'm still fighting cases for shit in them walls\n  It was me and Lil Shot, we was knocking them off\n  30 days in the box, I went crazy and all\n  Writing raps on the floor with no space on the walls\n  Yeah, I did a lil' time on probation and all\n  Now I'm out, I stay down, only right that we ball\n\n  Bitch, I'm solid, the type to pick up if you call\n  If we spin, I'm the first nigga letting them off\n  Hearing voices and shit, they like, \"Go kill 'em all\"\n  I be rubbing my head for good luck like I'm bald\n  This bitch freaky, she tweakin' to suck on my balls\n  When I nut, if I kick this ho out, am I wrong?\n\n  Been feeling like, \"Fuck it, I'm done with this rappin'\"\n  Just bring me some packs of that muddy, it's sealed\n  Dope money bring danger, was already dangerous\n  'Fore I was rappin' this shit that I live\n  Ride with the stick in the box 'cause a clip got extended\n  'Cause niggas been thirsty for kills\n  Had to redo my engine, bought me a transmission\n  Been living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror\n\n  Went and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap\n  I really met Mexican plugs for that flour\n  Cut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark\n  Wanna see if that money bring power\n  My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car\n\n  And giving his son allowance\n  I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit\n  I'm just glad to see him off that powder\n  Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, \"Fuck it\"\n  He bought that apartment for spite\n  I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours\n  Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight\n\n  Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me\n  \"Come over, \" and give me your plate\n  But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches\n  The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste\n  Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying\n  But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell\n  And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside\n  Ain't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons\n  Ain't really been feeling the vibes\n\n  Went to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots\n  I'm just glad that we came out alive\n  Riding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit\n  Call some cameras, we deep than a bitch\n  Dracos and Glocks in the back, 30 shots out this MAC\n  Or you can get beamed with this blick\n  Had the cop five percent tint\n  Don't look in my car, you can't even see in this bitch\n  Talk down on my name\n  And your body gon' shake like you having a seizure and shit, bitch\n\n  Ay, see this shit come straight out the pot\n  I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ay\n  See, these niggas can know me or not\n  I'ma step on all ten either way it's the law\n  See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch\n  Now I'm selling raps to these folks, but it used to be rocks\n  See, we used to put racks in a box\n  Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off\n"},{"id":40239674,"name":"Pray Hard","trackName":"Pray Hard","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"The Truth","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"A little bit of magic\nA little bit of smoke up in these lungs\nRunnin' from the devil with my guitar\nAngel on my shoulder got me this far\nHad to make it happen\nGo and touch the sky or die too young\nBut I don't take the credit for the good part\nBlame it on my mama 'cause she pray hard\nHey\nI really made it\nI'm still thankin' the Lord cause we was really out here hatin'\nAll we knew was up the score\nWe was tryna figure it out, but, shit, the devil kept us bored\nLike should we go apply for jobs or go hit licks and rob these 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to tell my story, plus my fans truly adore me\nI like this lane, I think it's for me, I just know my mama prayed for\nA little bit of magic\nA little bit of smoke up in these lungs\nRunnin' from the devil with my guitar\nAngel on my shoulder got me this far\nHad to make it happen\nGo and touch the sky or die too young\nBut I don't take the credit for the good part\nBlame it on my mama 'cause she pray hard","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pray Hard\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: The Truth\n  duration_ms: 126000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  A little bit of magic\n  A little bit of smoke up in these lungs\n  Runnin' from the devil with my guitar\n  Angel on my shoulder got me this far\n  Had to make it happen\n  Go and touch the sky or die too young\n  But I don't take the credit for the good part\n  Blame it on my mama 'cause she pray hard\n  Hey\n  I really made it\n  I'm still thankin' the Lord cause we was really out here hatin'\n  All we knew was up the score\n  We was tryna figure it out, but, shit, the devil kept us bored\n  Like should we go apply for jobs or go hit licks and rob these stores?\n  Still a teen, but I was growin', I learned my lessons\n  Mom and Pops tried they best, but I was livin' young and reckless\n  Coulda made it out in sports but in them streets was too invested\n  Took that cell for me to get it and that changed my life forever\n  It's like I felt I needed\n  A little bit of magic\n  A little bit of smoke up in these lungs\n  Runnin' from the devil with my guitar\n  Angel on my shoulder got me this far\n  Had to make it happen\n  Go and touch the sky or die too young\n  But I don't take the credit for the good part\n  Blame it on my mama 'cause she pray hard\n  Shit is crazy, things changed, but it's startin' to feel the same\n  The only difference is the money and this unwanted-ass fame\n  But my family lookin' good, got most my people out the hood\n  And plus, my kids is more than good, so, shit I really can't complain\n  We can go back in them stores and buy the stuff we couldn't afford\n  'Cause now I'm headlinin' these tours\n  It's like this music shit was for me\n  I get paid to tell my story, plus my fans truly adore me\n  I like this lane, I think it's for me, I just know my mama prayed for\n  A little bit of magic\n  A little bit of smoke up in these lungs\n  Runnin' from the devil with my guitar\n  Angel on my shoulder got me this far\n  Had to make it happen\n  Go and touch the sky or die too young\n  But I don't take the credit for the good part\n  Blame it on my mama 'cause she pray hard\n"}]