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Dante Wolfe Fresh Pages

[Verse: Danté Wolfe]
Sometimes it's kinda hard to take 16 bars
And sum up everything you got going on in your heart
But I cook up all my verses with great intent and purpose
Always peeling back the surface, nigga, I'm never nervous
It's still a few things that I won't say
But at the rate that I'm going dog it don't matter no way
It's been about two years since I walked across the stage
I'm just getting a degree and this album it turns the page
A lot of shit in this album what's really going on
A lot of shit had me f..cked up, a lot it kept me strong
I really had them thangs that I really had to slang
But I wasn't in the streets only banged it at the range
I tell you all the truth 'cause I know you don't get a lot
Real shit? These niggas don't spit a lot
You really don't brag when you did a lot
We different
I got some friends that really play it down so they don't get no attention
Kinda like me when I was waiting on these classes
Sitting around, bullshitting, thinking 'bout a Masters
I did my best work when my ex left
Crazy thing is I planned out everything that she expect
You couldn't stick around to see the best yet
You stay down until you come up
I guess we all ain't learned that yet
And on that note, a big shoutout to my team
All my niggas out here grinding, dog, achieving all they dreams
Time for me to join the workforce, what's my experience?
Always on time when the package is delivering
Attention to detail, make sure your scale's right
Works well with a team and doesn't mind long nights
Works well with deadlines, the plug needs paying
Ya lights go out with too many delayed payments
I had to get it, I swear to god I had to get it
Tina was gon' evict us and niggas couldn't get a living
My grades was too low, I spent a summer just applying
My grades was too low, they spent a summer just denying
But ain't nobody see that shit
I bet before I put it on a beat you probably wouldn't believe that shit
I lost financial aid twice, I live one hell of a life
I remember this time she left me in the middle of the night
I remember the first time we lost it in the mail
I remember the second time I almost went to jail
But you wasn't there
And I ain't doing no explaining
We not really friends till you make a couple payments
A lot of shit I did was really old and outdated
I'm writing this shit because I want some fresh pages
This album close a chapter, with this I start anew
But I know where I been, so I know what I can do
See, they liable to bitch, liable to switch
When you finally do score they gon' lie about assist
To be honest dog, I know I'm blessed
And I keep praying for blessings
I'd rather take those than hard lessons
Nonviolent offender could've been my direction
But now I'm on my own, I ain't open for suggestions
St. Louis, it raised me
Kappa men, they made me
Carlton Ave. paid me
None of y'all gon' play me
In high school I got caught, in college I was ghost
Life will hit you with them blows if you chilling on the ropes
When you stop fighting is when you start losing
When you start spazzing they start moving
When you winning they start choosing
Fake love it fools them, too many lies move 'em
But I done seen it all, so for me you gotta prove it
I say but I done seen it all so for me you gotta prove it

[Voice Recording]
“Daily business, doing what we do. We have a package coming through one day, and my man sent it while he's in LA, I searched the shit, says “Seized by law enforcement.” So, you know, niggas is naturally shook, like “Well that can't be good…” like… [laughter] That's not good! So, I'm a little bit shook, lowkey, we get a phone call, “Yo, y'all niggas is hot,” like “the boys just ran in our spot, took us downtown, they're asking us all these questions, this that and the third.” All this nigga had to say, he was like “We gotta go.” And I was like “Alright, we gotta go.” What about the shit, about, you was talking, about your girl”

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