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Pop Perc', nigga tryna hide the pain, I swear
These niggas gon' do whatever for the fame, I swear
Bad bitch pull up and wanna give me brain, I swear
Make a nigga go viral since he wanna be famous, I swear
I know you're gone, but I'm wishin' you was here
When you walked away, that was the day I faced my fear
I don't see shit blurry but your jewelry, mine clear
When I signed that deal, I gave my mom somethin' off the rip
Show fake love soon you're gone, they don't care while you're here
That shit hurt the whole hood when Shanu had got killed
At most times, I'm so quiet 'cause real niggas don't run they lip
He got an A-plus in gymnastics class, make him do a flip
He know them hitters lookin' for him, they done made him fake his death
If a nigga steal from me, won't steal nothin' from nobody else
You tryna wake up and be rich, bitch, you missin' all the steps
You missin' grind, you missin' times and the sacrifice to get here
On this one day, picked up my phone, they said lil' Brian ain't make it home
And that shit right there fucked my mind up, had put me in the zone
I can't love, I can't trust, I would go and give this shit up
But sometimes this shit work out in your favor
See, I won, I wake up and make a bank run
I ain't tryna argue, go back and forward like ping-pong
I ain't never had nothin', that's why I'm fresh, I ain't go to prom
Had number 23 before I even knew LeBron
Hey, just pay attention and be focused, I can show you somethin'
Nigga said, "I need this," and, "I need that," like I owe him somethin'
Comeback like Mortal somethin'
Yeah, they know it's more to come
He fade away like Dirk Nowitzki, his jersey say 41
Yeah, yeah, twenty years of real life, you would think this three years of holdin' up three fingers
Niggas talk behind your back, then try to shake your hand, them the ones that you 'posed to leave hanging
Can't rush greatness, can't lie, I was anxious
Gotta keep you a banger, grew up 'round danger
Can't nobody picture this picture I'm painting
This picture I paint, ain't even gotta frame it
Pop Perc', nigga tryna hide the pain, I swear
These niggas gon' do whatever for the fame, I swear
Bad bitch pull up and wanna give me brain, I swear
Make a nigga go viral since he wanna be famous, I swear
I know you're gone, but I'm wishin' you was here
When you walked away, that was the day I faced my fear
I don't see shit blurry but your jewelry, mine clear
When I signed that deal, I gave my mom somethin' off the rip
