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You're taking aim. You point the gun at me again. Yeah, you're placing blame. But point the gun at me again. Bang. Look. And I won't come back. I never ceased to be the pig when we Was playing cops and robbers. Keep hearing my brothers, but taught me 'bout my Mothers. I was born redundant, people labeled me as Nothing. Didn't think I'd turn the tables, but I Turned them on you suckers. All these hard times Was never part-time. The good die young, but I Ain't tryna live a fast life. Staff there on my team and you can't lie. Even Fergie would've take me off at half-time. Only wanna see you make it till you made It. When you make it, they gon' hate it, And nothing for them changes. I've been getting famous, stacking up my papers. Praying to the Lord, steer me clear of all These pagans. I'm just tryna serve my purpose. Gave up my life as a normal person. Just so my kid could have more to work With. She don't need to be a clown in This dog-eat-circle. You're taking aim. You point the gun at me again. Yeah, you're placing blame. But point the gun at me again. And I won't come back. Fiending for the finer things in life until I Had 'em. Hennessy and Magnums, Sky Juice into the Anthem. Bringing back the passion, everybody follow Fashion. Man, I made it off of rapping, but I started off with trapping. Flying with an angel, but the devil wanna shoot Me down. Sort of got me being careful with Who I'm moving 'round. Never had a block to Rep, mummy liked to move about. Nearly every other summer, we was moving house. Pocket money's non-existent where I'm living. Tryna make a living nearly had me stuck in Prison. Shotting all them tickets so my daughter Could get Christmas. It's been man upon a mission, But that mission isn't finished. I'm still tryna find my feet. I'm like, "Life ain't sweet," my Rolex weren't Cheap. I tell all them sheep to go find Bo Peep. I got problems on the streets, I'll Do rap beef. taking aim. You point the gun at me again. Yeah, you're placing blame. But point the gun at me again. And I won't come back. Life's hard, that's my inspiration. I ain't even made it and already my own Friends are hating. Lifestyles of the rich and Famous. I'm just tryna make some money out this Fucking matrix. I ain't playing happy family, So it's hard to be a father. Got my money right, but I ain't got rid Of palava. Baby mama drama, bitch acting like Obama. Caught up in a war that I ain't winning With Allah. You don't know my story, I just Told you bits and pieces. Seeing is believing, don't believe it till you've Seen it. Scheming while you dreaming, if you Dreaming, you is sleeping. Big up all you leeches, What you dreaming, I achieved it. Love me or hate me, rappers better rate me. Money and the fame, it ain't never gonna change Me. Tryna make it mainstream, running with that pain Shit. Patiently waiting for better days, but they Ain't it. You're taking aim. You point the gun at me Again. Yeah, you're placing blame. But point the gun at me again. And I won't come back. You point the me again. Yeah, you're placing blame. But point the gun at me again. And I won't come back