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BE MY OWN PRO


Talk whatever talk want talk

Am deaf to all of that

Am going to be my own pro

Provide what you think about me

You will be serve with what you deserved

 Can be in my space because am occupied

 Stop trying to find pace to paste your writings

Think you can measure my hustle

Then you need a long tape measure

My hard work portray my levity

Obsessed about me

Hey am obsessed too to discard you

Sleep on your own bed

So I can sleep on my own

Leave my way, the door is already open

Can’t block me

My star don’t feature you

Pertain me be my own pro

Can’t read my script

Need none of your praise

Praise my own self

Respect my own means

 

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