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[Verse 1]
It’s been twenty years, look at how we living dawg
And I don’t even dread it but fuck it
I’m gonna drink this champagne just to piss em off
It’s nothing
Alright, let’s make a toast
Last year was the year was the year we almost made it though
And that was 83, y’all know what happens in
Alright, let’s make a toast
Last year was the year was the year we almost made it though
And that was 83, y’all know what happens in 84′
Young nigga get drafted, signed up for the bullshit, but he’s gonna get past it
Focus on yourself, worry about nobody else
Because the competition never died, thats Magic
Just make them remember every word
Fly like an eagle over these Larry Birds
Ain’t never thought they would see
Just a small town nigga, finally make it to the league
Shit is real out here, last year I’m in the seats
Now the niggas I looked up to are playing for another team
Now you gotta go home, take the posters down
That’s the nigga you fighting for the trophy now
Kind of how much gain you should take my weed and over town
Look out the window that’s the pass I’m looking over
Wow, it felt right then man, buying property on white man land
Shit ain’t nothing like back then, I just passed a white man in my black benz
I guess it paid off in practice, I’m new to this
Momma had to help me write my taxes
And now I can’t see her, left the girl in the bleachers for a cheerleader
Uh, but the bleachers never been this rouge
The more people that know me, the less people I know
My circle gets smaller the more that I grow
Love the westside niggas, I just hope that y’all know
Lot of money, Lot of women
Shot my nigga Tayman that’s my Scottie Pippen
Realest nigga you could come across, never cross, same uniform nigga, same vision
In at 20, I inspired a fan, nigga came in through my hands, bout 50 grand
Shout out to my nigga Dan
White boy, but that’s still my nigga man
Had me living like I just don’t give a damn
Crumpled up bruh, my nigga stay free
And you gon’ get paid every time they pay me
After all you do
Know I can never do my niggas like, you know who
No sons, I’m staying
It’s fun to watch the game but different when you’re playing
I’m trying make this shot, ignoring everything they saying
Know everybody’s watching, I just hope somebody’s prayin’
And all the A&Rs a doubt it
Or all getting fired like you should’ve been scouted
Get it live with a group of five chicks, last year I was on some suicide shit
I’m trying to inspire so it’s that when I retire
All of these medals can’t do what I did
Last year was crazy though, but I’d like welcome y’all to 84′
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