Yeah
I was waiting for the sun
But I woke up and I chose success
Yeah
Extra extravagant
Lunches right by the Vatican
Packing a bunch of punches
The lighters back in the hand again
Smoke, who want it
Pinch baggies harder than mammograms
Open hand slap from the caddy acting as bagger Vance
Never gave a fuck if you're trapping
That shit is not a plan
Ending up like Chapo or Tony that's dead or in a can
Me, I never accepted an L
Learned to leave the prison in my my mind that was telling me fail
Trying to put the people in my past that ain't wishing me well
Still nice enough to say what's up, I ain't going nowhere
Nah
Shit
See that's a problem because
They really don't want the best for you
But see for me I feel like I have to give so much because
I was a person who didn't have anybody at the time
That I felt like I needed the world
And I had nothing
But that's okay
Cause we keep it going right
Yeah, extraterrestrial all my homies are immigrants
Ugh, been a dreamer since I hung up posters of Pac
I guess that I was bout 9 a revolutionary heart
Got the spark My negatives look picture fucking perfect
Through a dark light
I'm caught up in the cross fire
Trying to chase perfection and find beauty in the barbwire
Stuck, I'm really out here stumbling in mud
But a diamond still shining in the mother fucking sun
In the rough, promise I can never get enough
This is really life or death but I'm only choosing love
One
The thing that I had to really think about
That changed my whole life
Was realizing that this is life or death
There's no in between, there's no half steps
Its full send
That's all we could do is give it our all
Yeah
Aye yo, Mike
Last night, I had this dream
A strange dream where we was in the mainstream
Floating
Narrow flows but the illest road open
I wondered how I was no longer underground
Even though we deserved it
Being in the current, no media circuit runarounds
To cover ground
Just surrounded by turbulent pressure to make a splash
With banks made of cash
Just to catch your ass
And put you in a fish tank made of glass
No longer seeing the horizon on my own island
Take that lump out your throat and make a diamond
Spitting the gospel apostles follow from track to track
Powerful, endowed so responsible for the statue cracks
As the night fall, I stay as watchful as castle black
Times when I ain't give it my all
Aint going back to that
That's a fact what I told 'em
Never see me fall like Cobb's todem
With all these eyes on 'em
Dialed in from my moms modem, I consoled 'em
Blew em out the water dual shock 'em
Sony controllers I'm holding
(Take that lump out your throat)
(I'm holding, I'm holding, I'm holding, I'm holding,)
Yeah
Man this really ain't a game, shit change when you're getting older
Used to saying fuck the money, now I tell 'em run the jewelry
Way I learned to shoot the uzi, I was bout 10
My grandfather, ex military put it in hand
He said you stand like a man
You better look where you shoot
And Motherfucker this is serious, I'm talking to you
And See I took that
Created my own luck to travel farther than my bus pass
Cause if I played the duck the golden goose could catch a buckshot
Bow down
I can't take advice from unaccomplished bitches
Acting so surprised about there life but don't put time in that shit
I've been on my grind I try and try again my consequence is
Everything's on me so if I fail I'm taking all the chances
Still I'm saying we the times I win, giving all the praises
I can't catch a break or catch my breath
Shhh, I'm trying to hear cicada's