[Intro]
There's a lot of things in this world you got to accept, you know
Especially me, listen

[Verse 1]
A lot of niggas be playin' the fool
And I ain't havin' that shit like prayin' in school
I'm gonna keep more tools than True Values that I know how to use
I don't need "how to's"
Nigga's don't believe they can bleed or bruise
That's why solo niggas always leave in two's
Weed and booze'll have nigga's leaking from wounds
Ain't no comin' back home, Mom's leasin' your room
Nigga's will lose their grins when it's Lupe and friends
And them orange juice Timb's in a foregin coupe that swims
Now a days emcee's be wildin'
And my mic check be better than they whole album
They wonder why they can't touch it
Cause my shit stay over there head like carry on luggage
I'd give it to any performer on any budget
The rhyme in the I am niggas want nothin' of it

[Refrain]
You got to, accept the troubles, it's not like it's hard
Yeah no choice but to, accept the troubles, it's not like it's hard
You know you got to, accept the troubles, it's not like it's hard
Accept the troubles nigga, live with it
You got to, accept the troubles, it's not like it's hard
Yeah, listen, yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm never blunted
Cause table's can turn like 1200s
But I keep a 'three-eight' on that burn next to my stomach
Shells punished concerned well from it
Cause I learn customers return if the product is humming
Yo it's Was, one hundred will walk for duke
Runnin' best believe them bullets be in hot pursuit
Especially don't pull it dawg it's not for you
You dressed up like prom and deaded I'm the alarm
I got Winter in my grill and Summer in my palms
And numbers on your Moms dumb and dumbers for the strong
I know them bars is hurting cause I'm a hard working dark child
Like R. Jerkins I see the sharks lurkin', honest, hungry
CCF sponser the alumni and rep Madison constant money
I'm a fast learner with a fast burner
And I hope you can fast, cause there's no eating when it's my turn to

[Refrain]

[Verse 3]
Am I what you expected, the good die young and I've been resurrected
The hood's my son, I'm quite impressive
Best believe it's yayo with WJ Goals and them writin' credits
Yo, I mouth piece niggas swearing ya tough
And you're that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
And that 8-40 hoody with the wooden guts
With the AK 4-fully that'll cook you and ya tux
Ya ain't thorough, you got it mixed up like Dourough
Just cause they in suits that don't mean they the Bureau
Your small time so close to worthless
Only feds at your house is the Postal Service
It's all love why try and hate us
Don't make me call thugs
And you shook like vibrators
Head shots to ruin your linings and tapers
We hustlas flip cane like five Phi Thetas
Understand nigga

[Refrain]

Lupe Fiasco

The Chicago born Wasalu Muhammad Jaco first tasted success when he featured on Kanye West’s hit “Touch the Sky”, a track that shortly preceded his real breakout, his 2006 debut album Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor, and he never looked back. He has established himself as one of the greatest urban wordsmiths of all time, with Genius even dubbing him the ‘Proust of Rap’.

While he’s now regarded of one of the 21st Century’s Hip-Hop greats, he wasn’t always a fan of the genre, initially disliking it due to the prominence of vulgarity and misogyny within it. In his late teens, he aspired to make it as a lyricist. In his early twenty’s, he met Jay-Z, who helped him sign with Atlantic Records in 2005. The following year, he released his debut album (Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor), which was met with acclaim from fans and critics alike, as did his sophomore effort, Lupe Fiasco’s The Cool.

The following eight years of his career saw far less output than many would’ve anticipated. This can be partly attributed to his struggles with Atlantic Records. The executives wanted him to sign a 360 deal; however, as he refused to do so they instead shelved his already completed 3rd album, Lasers, and wouldn’t promote him as they had previously. The overseers at the label also interfered with his music (as they had tried to do with his fan-favorite track “Dumb it Down”); subsequently effecting the quality and sound of his third and fourth albums.