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They say stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
But we go we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
What will they be like tomorrow

[Verse 1]
They think this thing is a highway
If it was our way, we’d have a tempo change every other time change
Cause our minds change, and what we think is good
I wasn’t raised in the hood
But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness
If it wasn’t for this music I don’t know how I would have fought this
Regardless, all these songs I’m hearing are so heartless
Don’t [bad word] a perfect person and don’t [bad word] a song that’s flawless, honest
There’s a few songs on this record that [bad word] 
I’m in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin'
In the industry it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency
My creativity’s on the free when I’m playing shows

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[Verse 2]
I’m sorry if that question I asked last
Scared you a bit like a Hazmat, in a gas mask if you ask that
‘Cause my brother he likes when I rap fast
Will it backtrack
Back to this
Who would you live in that four minute list?
But the problem is, there’s another list that exists and no one really wants to think about this
Forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity, my morality
If you get between someone I love and me
You’re gonna get be the heat of my calvary
All these songs I’m hearing are so heartless
Don’t [bad word] a perfect person and don’t [bad word] a song that’s flawless

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[Break it down]
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