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6LACK - Scripture
...3,
2,
1
No
matter
what,
you
can't
take
what
I've
been
through
Imagine
if
I
never
went
through
what
I
went
through
Yeah
Came,
up,
uh
Ay,
I
want
more
Until
I
get
it
I
won't
slow
I'm
on
tour
Opening
some
brand
new
doors
On
top,
but
we
came
from
the
floor
Do
you
believe
in
foresight?
(I
do,
hm-hm,
'cause
I
can't
ignore
life)
Look,
I
wrote
this
in
a
hotel
the
size
of
a
closet
Just
to
show
you
that
I
could
do
it
Just
to
show
you
that
it
ain't
much
to
it
If
you
got
your
hand
out,
don't
be
surprised
when
I
look
at
you
stupid
Where
were
you
when
it
was
me
and
the
music?
Don't
compare
me
to
no
nigga
that
I'm
better
than
Still
new,
but
my
attitude
veteran
And
ain't
nothing
wrong
with
it
Since
six
I
knew
I
was
gon'
get
it
I
ain't
working
'til
my
palms
start
itchin'
Ever
since
a
nigga
put
a
gun
to
my
face
That
shit
do
really
make
you
think,
yeah
I
was
thinking
'bout
my
kid,
yeah
Sixteen,
didn't
even
have
a
kid,
yeah
Them
bullets
really
have
you
thinking
about
your
unborn
Imagine
if
my
whole
life
was
untorn
Imagine
when
that
car
flip
Don't
call
it
defeating
odds
it's
A
blessing
that
I
ain't
gone
yet
I've
been
getting
closer
to
God
(Yeah)
Not
a
scripture,
we
been
talking
direct
(Straight
line)
Send
for
me
and
I
send
you
closer
to
God
(Yeah,
word)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I'm
on
pace
I
figured
out
this
shit
ain't
no
race
Up
the
stakes
Got
hungry,
then
I
scrape
the
plate
It
ain't
hard
for
me
to
change
my
ways
Do
you
believe
in
foresight?
(I
do,
hm-hm,
'cause
I
can't
ignore
life)
Look,
the
playing
field
ain't
never
been
even
I
ain't
'bout
to
make
that
shit
either
See
'em
tryna
copy
my
aura,
they
some
readers
Study
all
you
want,
but
I
came
up
out
that
freezer
Getting
bread
across
the
Mediterranean
like
a
pita
You
a
heat
seeker,
speak
up
Niggas
tellin'
me
to
speed
up
You
can
fit
your
talent
in
a
B
cup
Leaders
of
the
new
school,
I
think
they
need
us
But
first,
let
me
light
my
weed
up
My
intuition
ain't
never
led
me
astray
With
all
this
shit
on
my
plate
You'd
think
I'd
be
runnin'
in
place
But
I
step
to
that
mirror,
look
myself
in
the
face
Can't
nobody
take
my
place,
said
they
got
me
then
they
flake
You
can
try,
you
can
test
You
get
sent
to
the
gods
I'm
a
R&B
nigga
with
a
hip-hop
core
Haha,
said
I'm
a
R&B
nigga
with
a
hip-hop
core,
yeah
We
just
had
to
do
that
If
I
don't
rap
anywhere
on
this
people
gon'
hate
me
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