From the gutter to the roof
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
I didn't even know i'd the be the junior krit back then,
Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again
Hi my name is bob and i work at my job
See em from the water from my motor boat
Everything i wanted never seem so close
Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,
Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey
Bought a brand new car for my after party
Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
Blinded from the light emitted from serious a
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