I act like I dont need help And thats a damn shame Especially considerin the heavyweight of my damn name Relyin on this maps app, due to heavy waits in these damn lanes Now strayin back and forth between Champagne and Unc Sam's change Who am I really? I last recall a connoisseur Of music and literature, now its hand guns and fallin for The type I meet on Skype, who net dream of Fall Dior Only confide in niggas, and Fuck em to cut Cavali Cords Big head, Big Dreams - If you was me, you would follow yours Embrace my tribulations, smile through salt rain and fallin swords Til my last breath, is the way that i'll be crawlin towards Them pearly rap gates, and the favorite you'll be callin yours I mean, you know what they say right Youn't deserve shine, if you wastin all ya day light Damn, I was thinkin the other day like What can I leave in the past, all in order to make right
Influenced, back in school i was a truant Due to sleepless night caps, topped off with a fluent Contusion, to my writin pad - a number two movin Was equivalent to breathing the air that we all induced with Hit hoes with the duces, Dany didn't raise me foolish Good head on my shoulders, but with this mouth piece ima nuisance So i figure why not use it to boost the views that we used to I made it to 21, and where i'm from thats not usual But dont for one fuckin second, think a nigga put the stick down I had to widen my focus, cause you niggas think yall slick now Nigga i'll take the charge, smile hard, and go sit down So you should shut the fuck up or when you see me nigga get down And then my conscious calls, and makes me think of my moms And how it would reflect, if her only son had got lost In this paradoxical trap, into which he was brought To embark on the path of greatness the ones before me had soughtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
