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Hey love
You came a long way from
Sitting in train stations
Staring at strange faces
Eat good food, drink good drink
I walk around acting like my shit don't stink
Seen bad days, seen bad weeks
I done mad wrong, tryna make my peace
I been real low, I been real high
Used to hit the lab making beats till 5
In the morning
And recording by the time it turned 6
Feeling sick but I know I'm finna get my shine
And this shit here, this all me
If I'm gon' fail it's gon' be on me
And niggas always gonna try to throw you mad shade
So **** it then I might as well be under palm trees
In the Caribbean cruising on the calm seas
With a couple bad bitches looking at me raunchy
Got my lady on my side, and that ass on me
We be riding through the city till the gas on "E"
Hey love
You came a long way from
Sitting in train stations
Staring at strange faces
I'm a simple man
Gone fishing on a lake, in a distant land
And I don't really care for the lavish life
I turn up in the crib, that's the facts of life
I'm just me
My name Kota, no acronym
No synonym and no antonym
There were so many before him
And there will be even more after him
I'm just a drop in a bucket, I know
I'm on a roof, sipping on 100 proof
Used to eat oodles and noodles
And leave out with holes in my shoes
Sad because I wasn't cool
But thank you to all of the kids
That told me I couldn't play ball
'Cause I ain't have Jordan's, I had to conform
So people would love me
But now I'm in some other country where everyone love me
So ooh!
Hey love
You came a long way from
Sitting in train stations
Staring at strange faces
Oh you always think somebody owe you
Looking for the handout, mad when they zoe you
Claim that you real when you fake like tofu
Niggas like you always seem to stay local
Young niggas mad emo and mad vocal
But I understand if you tell me it's the old you
Imma drop gems like I'm Avatar Roku
So listen up close if nobody ever told you
You gotta earn your stripes
You gotta build up the nerve to fight
You gotta work the nights and think smart
Homie learn this life in cold weather when it hurts to bite
You gotta push through
And you can flex when your funds is official
For now you get sonned like you Malcolm in the Middle
And if you got a issue get yo head up in the game
Drop bombs on them dudes waving guns against you, uhh
Hey love
You came a long way from
Sitting in train stations
Staring at strange faces
Hey love
You came a long way from
Sitting in train stations
Staring at strange faces