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[hook]
i been on my own since 15 (15)
chasing american dream (dream)
and now i came here with my team (my team)
chasing american dream (repeat 2x)

[verse1]
i been on my own since 15
cuz my dad got deported chasing this american dream
so i had to be man even tho ima young teen
& i never had a job but on the block i’m pushing green
ain’t talking bout no chips but that sour brought me cream
& my hands was never dirty so they call me mr. klean
but my n-ggas got the strap rifle with the tripple beam
& yea we never reading but got dem magazines
huh i said we dem young bosses
stunting every were we go
like f-ck what the cost it
had a lots fights a lot wins and couple losses
they tried to crucified me jesus christ up on them crosses
that’s why i draw the line and u n-ggas cannot cross this
& this is my letter take it to the postal office
and mail it to my haters
started from the bottom now i’m high on hiatus
(f-ck n-ggas)

[hook]

[verse2]
i came up from jamaica on a plane not a boat
i remember being in skool and n-ggas always cracking jokes
& i was hot headed knife was always at they throat
had me thinking like a butcher cut his neck of like a goat
but i didn’t, but i got locked up
i did 21 days these n-ggas got me f-cked up
i swear, but life is not fare
its just rollercoaster ride like when u at the fair
u face some ups and downs and karma comes around
and most these n-ggas fake wearing make up a clown
& they some bunch a crabs always tryna pull u down
so if u don’t fight i bet u end up on the ground
but im rising to the top i wish a n-gga tryna stop me
or treat me like 2pac i wish a n-gga try to shot me
or treat me like micheal and try to take the black me
but it don’t really matter mane these haters can’t stop me fully

[verse3]
i had a dream like martin luther
and couple nightmares like that n-gga freddy kruger
and life throw your jabs like the boxer zab judda
& n-ggas that i grew up with i heard they shooter
thats why i told my brother go to cl-ss and get a tutor
& try to get a deal with apple and make your own computers
real talk cuz the streets mad grimmy
the streets real cold what its caughing up slimmy

[bridge]
yea its the american dream (rept2x)



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