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Correa by Bethel Music I know they feel the reverence
The catalogue became my evidence
f**k a stack, I keep it 3k, Andre, Benjamin
f**k a plaque, I never wanted one, I wanted dividends
On the move, I gotta go, on a roll like a Michelin
The circle small, there's only a few of us inside the minivan
I'm f**king spitting, salivating, manifesting every plan, gahdamn
All the sh*t that I dreamed came to fruition
We're staying steadfast on the mission, why would you act like we supposed to fall?
It looked like they wrote us off
Oh what you thought I would quit, oh what niggas not convinced
b**ch I am the architect
Still one of the illest around, still got the signature style
Killing and murdering vowels, it's a pleasure, it's been an honor
Shawn Kemp, I just been tapped in with the Sonics
Clark Kent, I feel like superman off the ganja
Fly high till I die or I fly higher
Till I hear the beat click like a typewriter
Me and Blev like Michael and Phil
Mikey Quince off the wall with the thriller feel, it's getting real
We ain't concerned with a record deal
I need some peace of mind, acres and some land and a hundred mil'

You know they tried to hold me down for life
I had to hop back on my feet, I had to get back right
I had to take a couple trips, I had to catch that flight
I manifested my reality, the feeling is right
We larger than life, the drinks cold, the lights is bright
I told 'em we gon' live forever, what does that feel like?
I said this sh*t feel real, and there ain't nothing like to compare
This sh*t real, there ain't nothing like to compare, God

I understand now, the energy and how this sh*t goes
You gon' get out what you put in, my nigga didn't you know?
They give you handcuffs for free but they ain't giving no dough
Before you get a single "yes" you gon' get way more "No's"
I swear this sh*t's a marathon, my nigga just try to keep your pace
Don't believe in fallacies and lies they telling to your face
They'll sell salt to a slug, they'll sell water to a shark and sell you things beyond your wildest dreams if that's what you want
So get your cream nigga, get your cream, go and get it all
f**k a King nigga, f**k a King nigga, you a God
Most of this sh*t don't mean much
Look at the way we came up
I cannot be stopped, I'ma sit high up in the treetops, let the beat ride

You know they tried to hold me down for life
I had to hop back on my feet, I had to get back right
I had to take a couple trips, I had to catch that flight
I manifested my reality, the feeling is right
We larger than life, the drinks cold, the lights is bright
I told 'em we gon' live forever, what does that feel like?
I said this sh*t feel real, and there ain't nothing like to compare
This sh*t real, there ain't nothing like to compare, God