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[Intro]
He got an opportunity to get 'em out of his hustle now
You know what I mean? He come from the street
I mean, so he gotta make wise decisions, know what I mean?
He ain't "Meek Mill, the street nigga" no more (Young [?], with the [?], brrt)
Know what I mean? He done legitimized his hustle
So those decisions that he make in the day time, they gotta be wise decisions, know what I mean?
Can't allow this motion to kick things [?]
I mean, or he gon' crash
[Verse]
It been eleven years, I hеld it in and I ain't shed a tear
I had a story I ain't nevеr share
Thought it was normal 'cause they left us here
This for the voices they will never hear
Walkin' out the courtroom, cameras everywhere, yeah
And they say, "Better join 'em, you can't beat 'em"
Don't believe 'em 'cause I went against the odds to make it even