30 for 30 Freestyle

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 Never thought I'd be talking from this perspective
 But, I'm not really sure what else you expected
 When the higher-ups have all come together as a collective
 With conspiracies to end my run and send me a message
 40, did you get the message?
 'Cause I just checked my phone and I didn't get it
 I mean, I say hats off for a solid effort
 But we didn't flinch for a second, we got our shit together
 Yeah, not here to fight wars
 But niggas wanna talk high scores
 PARTY just dipped off in a white Porsche
 And I just came from dinner where I ate some well-done seared scallops
 That were to die for
 But I got bigger fish to fry
 I'm talkin' bigger shit than you and I
 Kids are losin' lives, got me scared of losing mine
 And if I hold my tongue about it, I get crucified
 Wrote this shit on a bumpy flight on a summer night
 Flyin' over Chattanooga, out here tryin' to spread the movement
 I just got me the Mercedes Pullman
 You niggas never heard of it, you gotta hit up Google
 Back in the city, shit is getting brutal
 These kids'll hit your noodle then take a girl to the movies
 They've been dropping out on both sides
 We ain't in it, we just ghost ride
 The pen is working if you niggas need some ghost lines
 I thought you wanted yours like I want mine
 I guess you just making moves on your own time
 But just know it'll be January in no time
 And your absence is very concerning
 It's like you went on vacation with no plan of returning
 Shit is purely for sport, I need a 30 for 30
 Banners are ready in case we need to retire your jersey, yeah
 I got a club in the Raptors arena
 Championships, celebrations during regular seasons
 Paternity testin' for women that I never slept with
 I'm legally obligated if they request it
 So much legal action like I'm Michael Jackson
 Luckily, I'm great at avoidin' distraction
 Used to give no reaction, now I'm overreactin'
 Ah nigga, that shit gotta go platinum
 I just listened to Closer To My Dreams
 Wide eyed and uneducated at 19
 I can't rap like that, all young and naive
 Not after all of the shit I've seen and the things I believe
 Drastically changing, thank you for all your patience
 I'm just in a different space and I choose to embrace it
 Four thousand square feet just isn't as spacious
 You loved me back in the basement, guess it is what we make it
 I'm tired of awkward exchanges and nigga's crooked ways
 Tired of champagne toasts with people that look away
 Peyton and Eli when niggas called me they brother the season start
 And I don't wanna see you end up with nothing
 Y'all throw the word "family" around too much in discussion
 Rookie season, I would've never thought this was coming
 They knees give out and they passing to you all of a sudden
 Now you the one getting buckets
 They put their arm around you, now you becoming the crutches
 Kids got on your number 'cause you the one they look up to
 And women that you seen on TV look better in person
 And either they wanna fuck you or convince you
 That they care to see where it goes from there, but
 These ain't the girls from Brampton, this ain't that local action
 The haters just bringing me and my people closer, actually
 What happened to the things you niggas said was supposed to happen?
 Are we just supposed to ignore the fact that it never happened?
 We just supposed to get the pie and then split it in two?
 Supposed to forget your mistakes but not forget about you?
 My plan was always to make the product jump off the shelf
 And treat the money like secrets, keep that shit to ourselves
 Papi champú, young pablito de seis dios
 6 G-O-D, I think I
 Was destined for this shit when I was 'round Keyshia Cole and T.I
 And Young Dro was popping off with Ain't I
 Way before niggas had they hands out like they doing macarena
 But who am I to complain now, I'm still around, they know
 Yeah