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Chasing dreams in my nightmares All is fair in love and war I'm willing to fight fair Sacrificed my wants for my needs and it's quite clear I don't need your fake love I see through your blank stares And distance is my coping mechanism I never burn the bridges I just never take that route as I journey road to riches Friends are overrated the fam is all that matters Everybody eats i ordered starters and a platter A platter and a bowl served on a platter of gold The trade is never fair when it's the money for your soul Seven years of famine I can swear it took a toll Everybody round me cold now my heart is super froze I need healing My heart is on my sleeve And they say that's fashion suicide I'm bout to make a killing Fashion week in Paris Sourcing for some fabrics Tryna get established Elevate to get expansive Watch is too expensive they ain't cheap Me and Uzi got that smart money like two geeks I'd rather one lion than to hang with a few sheeps Your girl is in my bedroom yelling you're too deep I'm too deep? What she talking bout my mind or my line They sleeping on my raps like they lying on my lines Planning for December like Dubai or Milan What you boys call a ten to me she is kinda fine And they say it all gets better with time I'll plant a seed in mother nature baby better be mine I'm just tryna build a future with some better design Co-create with the creator now we better aligned In due time, in due season Burnt that old money just to buy a new vision Burning false idols ain't recruiting new demons Burning false idols I embrace truth as my new religion Look I'm just talking with the homie Detail Talking about life And the likes Learning from losses Losing my religion, losing friends The cost to carry your crosses Making peace with losing pieces of myself Picking up the pieces This my thesis I don't need nobody else On a flight back from Lagos on air-peace Thinking bout relations that inspire And relationships expiring I swear it's overwhelming and it's tiring That's why I love my solitude my best friend is me in my environment Protecting my energy Sometimes I feel like everyone online is a opp or an enemy So I don't check the text that they send to me I think I need some therapy to cope with this texting anxiety Still I'm grateful for life Some poor souls have it worse To the point they end up taking their life So I'm grateful for life I know In due time, in due season Imma be on the rise I always tell people You don't chase success You become success Do you understand? And then everything you do becomes successful So focus on the tree and not the fruits So that the tree can bear more fruits
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