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This is for my real niggas, my real sisters,

My real dreamers, my real hustlers

My dear lovers, there's something I got to say

Don't give up

Keep that middle finger up for these haters

Heavenly father please, keep me motivated through it all

Looks like I got a long road

Keep me on the right track, so I take the right way

Give me the strength so I can win

I'm just trying to make my dreams a reality

Welcome to my diary, inside the brain known

To keep it real and it's duality

I'm just trying to be the man I wanna be

I'm workin' on myself, learn to know myself, learn to love myself

I got to trust myself

I'm locked in, I barely seen the light this week, I barely talk to you

Am I wrong to try to capitalize my stories?

I'm doing me, I hope you're doing you

And may we win together

And may we win our fights

Especially the fights, we don't talk about

It's oppy outside, I hold my gloves like Mayweather

When I focus on myself, my skin be glowing way better

The highlight of my day is whenever I feel at peace

I'm still a nigga though

I'm trying to get a shorty thick like Jayda Wayda

This is for my real niggas

My real sisters, my real dreamers

My real hustlers, my dear lovers

There's something I got to say, don't give up

Keep that middle finger up, fuck these haters

We still will get the paper

We still will get the paper

We still will get the paper

That's what's up

La la la la

La la la la

La la la la

We still will get the paper