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ice berg : Be Great lyrics

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ice berg lyrics : "Be Great"

At a point in time I was like $#&@ rap
$#&@ the labels, $#&@ the radio
I can go back to the streets and dub with that

Start a trucking company and hire my dogs
But I heard the longer you wait to quit, the higher you fall
And I was chest deep in this %#@!

With an army of people depending on me
Now how you gonna quit this here? You got a fam, you got a team
Most of all, you got your son

^!$$%, you say you want that Bentley, that ain't no regular $$# car
I $#&@ nobody with no regular $$# job
No, and that Rolly ain't no regular $$# watch

You know just what you do to get it, go, young ^!$$%, go
And on your least concurrent goals you need to go for even more
Be great, young ^!$$%, be great

I swear to God I told myself this %#@! when I was at my lowest one day
We ^!$$%s never quit, we adjust and adapt
And you would say that I know magic, I made something from scratch

I'm tryina Bill Gate the base, Warren Buffet the crack
Basquiat my art but I'm loving my cash
Rose, say he watch me all the way up the hill

No matter if you the greatest, ^!$$%, they gonna hate you still
So be great, young ^!$$%, be great
Get your paper, $#&@ them hoes, you selling (*##$es the weight

I'm pulling papers with these flows, you tryina open the safe
I swear to God you on my way (*##$, I'mma open this cake
I tried to talk to my lil' brother, tell him get his %#@! straight

But that young ^!$$% living wild and that's a whole other case
And I believe a product of a distant dad should have a little more drive
Especially if mama strong minded with a little more pride

And it bother me every day 'cause I wanna do more
But a ^!$$% gotta want it and that's my homie Lebron
Be great, young ^!$$%, be great

I'mma back you on whatever with whatever it take
So many ^!$$%s from my own home town went broke
To the point if I name them all I couldn't finish this song

I just watch like a proud brother rooting them boys
And they ain't dropping like hell, I went to school with them boys
On the other hand, I got a lot of ^!$$%s doing time and %#@!

Some kinda mad 'cause I've been busy you know grinding and %#@!
I'm talking 12 hours a day studio time in this %#@!
Sacrificing everything, barely vibing with you

So if I missed a few phone calls, dog, I ain't tripping
Really I'm probably out here stressing harder than you tryina get it
Hoping when they let you out you on some chill out %#@!

So you can stay out them crackers face and raise your kids
And be great, tell them shorties, be great
'Cause they the only true thing that's gonna carry your name

And from my heart I got love for you ^!$$%, I do
And you gonna have me in your corner as long as you keep it true
Just keep your faith, homie


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