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My drive clear view, no tints on the window pane Eyes on the rear-view, shifting gears, switching lanes Trip in pain. Man, this is in my veins Sitting on da Vinci’s clique, get this picture framed Whipping at high speeds, push it past what the limits say Pedal to the metal, competition I eliminate Riding on a different lane on this interstate Dollar short and a minute late, but now it’s fiscal gains I wanted accolades on this path I paved As we pour out the Cognac for those that passed away Hung in the fast lanes, blunt in the ashtray Adjust your seatbelts, I need my passengers safe Back from Big Daddy Kane and medallions and chains Back when Guru had an acronym for his name Back when the mapped terrain was easier to navigate You had to make a statement for the status in this game I steer clear of disasters and the bad advice You can’t bring lavish Platinum ICE with you to the afterlife And I won’t be satisfied ‘til the offers match his price I kept my appetite—nothing comes without sacrifice This is the culmination—it ain’t happen overnight I was rapping, free shows, battles, open mics I’m tryna own it, go in, the flow is tight What good is being chosen if nobody knows it, right? I arrived, I arrived (I arrived…) SongtexteNo more struggling, getting by (No more struggling…) Living my dreams [or fueling fires?] (Living my dreams…) But it wasn’t easy (it wasn’t easy…), it wasn’t easy I arrived, I arrived (I arrived…) No more struggling, getting by (No more struggling…) Living my dreams [or fueling fires?] (Living my dreams…) But it wasn’t easy (it wasn’t easy…), it wasn’t easy This goes out to those who tried to crush his hopes I took an oath—nobody out can stunt his growth Y’all are such jokes, ranting about what numbers you sold I better run this globe, yeah, the rest just come and go Cruise control on—this is in my comfort zone ‘Til they send the rows out to do a hundred shows Yup, and still all you snakes do is spew venom Mad because I want my McLaren to have a new emblem Smelling like the new floor model, limited edition These seats ain’t lizard skin—these is amphibian I stand in position—you can’t grant me permission My wheels keep spinnin’, a hustler’s ambition They sayin’ what I’m doing, it ain’t been done yet You leased your vehicle to the labels—you a sublet Just wait and see what’s next here on the horizon And cue up the sunset as I ride to the end (Ride to the end…) I arrived, I arrived (I arrived…) No more struggling, getting by (No more struggling…) Living my dreams [or fueling fires?] (Living my dreams…) But it wasn’t easy (it wasn’t easy…), it wasn’t easy I arrived, I arrived (I arrived…) No more struggling, getting by (No more struggling…) Living my dreams [or fueling fires?] (Living my dreams…) But it wasn’t easy (it wasn’t easy…), it wasn’t easy Aus Songtexte Mania