With no vision, the people will perish
Without the time, tell me how I going cherish
I wan' be somewhere burning loud out on a terrace
Distributing this mail, you would think I is Eris
(Ugh)
I went from "fuck high school" to a book fetish
I keep a high I.Q, watch me eat lettuce
(Watch)
In a Rollie Yacht-Master, the sequel
(Ah-hah)
Just know the worth and my soul ain't a equal
(Never)
Killa on the up, and that's straight to the top
I see their faces; they want me to flop
The competition don't want me to drop
(Nah)
The politicians, they want me to stop
(Bah)
Cause with no vision, the people will perish
(Yeah)
The early days, now I bet you would cherish
Grateful that I went from a porch to a terrace
Now I sipping champagne on beaches in Venice
With no vision, the people will perish
(Facts)
With no vision, the people will perish
With no vision, my people will perish
(Ah-hah)
I wan' be somewhere burning loud out on a terrace
(Yes)
With no vision, the people will perish
(Ugh)
With no vision, the people will perish
(Yeah)
With no vision, my people will perish
(Ah-hah)
Grateful that I went from a porch to a terrace
I see these dudes acting like they innocent
(I see them)
You niggas carbon copies, while I "innovent"
So if they try to ride the wave, they got to pay the rent
(They got to)
I see these niggas throwing shade, so I going pitch a tent
(Ugh)
A nigga cage a old soul like the old folks
Who had the standing chariots with the gold spokes
And one stallion, eating like Italians
Didn't know true love until the time it brought the offspring
(Daddy)
That's when I turn to Father, and I ask him
"How?"
The old me I had to cast him out
Through the oppression is all 'bout progression
I made it sure that I be my profession
(Yeah)
Know with no vision the people will perish
The golden memories, I'm sure you would cherish
(Ah-hah)
Be careful with your love and know who your friend is
(Just know that)
Cause ain't nobody know whenever the end is
(Nah)
With no vision, the people will perish
(Ugh)
With no vision, the people will perish
(Yeah)
With no vision, my people will perish
(Ah-hah)
Now we bussin' Chandon at meetings in Venice
(Believe in what's true to vision)
With no vision, the people will perish
With no vision, the people will perish
With no vision, my people will perish
I wan' be somewhere burning loud out on a terrace
(Yes)
(That's when I turn to Father, and I ask him)
("How?")
(The old me I had to cast him out)
With no vision, my people will perish
Now I watching Zaily play in the pool from the terrace
(Daddy)
(Daddy)
(Daddy)
(Daddy)