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[Intro] Uh August Fanon, we ain't for nan And I made it this far [Verse] Uh, no way in hell did I make it this far I still got time on the clock, so I blaze in the car Used to walk to the bus stop, now I'm outta town in a droptop (Skrrt) You at home arguing 'bout a hotspot (Ha) Expand just to explain then explode Soul focused, merge to the next road (And I made it this far) Made it past the threshold, behold the soul of the globe Used to carry hella baggage, decided to let it go Catalog hanging with cats that's in they fifties Talk goals with [?], I roll up the sixties Seventy pair of kicks, I seen kids take eighty pills They was nowhere near ninety years old I got a hundred bars stuck in my soul once I look at the files (Wow) Throw the book at these clowns, they still around I made it out smellin' good, not a stain on me The system gave me tons of loot, now I got all the strains on me No complaints, homie, fuck the past Wasn't ready to leave the group home, I guess I was loving that (Huh?) Got my own apartment, got evicted in six months flat YMCA, I wasn't livin' in that (Nah) I was going down a big-ass spiral, all of the group home niggas passeed me Put my belongings inside a chassis Last week, I was in a trance thinking about shit If it wasn't for group homes, Vic Spencer wouldn't exist (Wow) So I gotta give y'all a round of applause for the many times I used to stroll the group home halls I used to pin chicks on group home wall (Hey) Then got in trouble for the shit, even suffered a loss My grandma was everything to me, she passed away when I was seventeen (Fuck) Detrimental to my heaven dreams (And I made it this far) Livin' in hell, used to not rap, I was stuck in a shell Now I spit a hundred and ten bars while puffing the L I wasn't putin' on grills and ill outfits If you saw me when I was young, then you knew I wasn't 'bout shit [?] to my freshman year, all they did was doubt Vic Nobody knew I was gonna be the coldest rapper out, shit I did, nigga, I was working out the kinks Had to stop recording whenever my cell phone ring (And I made it this far) (Brrt) It was a customer lookin' for green I replay when all my raps was just a getaway thing [Outro] Ow Man And I made it this far I made it this far for a reason, man, big destined And I did it while being defiant, too And I made it this far You can do it too, ooh