Rollin and smoking that dro, long as Pinocchio's nose
That's just the way that it goes with that money to blow
Banging Wiz on my Bose and I'm not leaving home
So fuckin' high that I won't even joke
Hoe I'm not kiddin' not feelin' the floor
Underneath both my toes any more
All I know is I'm flying just watch me, I'll circle the world
Cause I be droppin' upon you
Like rain that is fallin, from heaven far into the sky
I move like the waves the tides have combined
And finally I have arrived
Whether this fact or fiction, it's life
I'm vexed on the prize, no we not taking it light for tonight
40's on ice got me feeling so nice that whatever the price You can have what you like
Quit with the reaction
Everyone looks to my hands like I hold
The matches and the gas can
This fatal attraction movin' to music photographers flashin
Haters all got their heads stratchin' poppin' a gasket
In fact why don't we go get you a casket
My flow is so sick when you blast it
That you and your homies be needing a hazmat
Still reminiscing about the days
When I had nothing to phase
But now it's like I'm stuck in limbo never getting a raise
Consumed by all I gotta have, regardless if I afford
To pay my rent or even eat
Would that be called overboard
I don't know, just have a feeling when I'm living divine
One day I'll have all of the money
And all the means to provide
The endless things in which I dream
For now I'm just getting by
But in the end our final goal is when we can justify
Those faded nights when I'd blackout
With no clue what's going on
Consumed too many bevys
Waking up on my neighbours lawn
But something's gotta give
One day it'll be all in the past
'Cause at a rate like this
I don't know how long it's going to last
Throughout this struggle
Many I've known have got in, worn out
And it was such a disaster
Listened to haters, which started to create inner doubt
With everything you mastered
Just know, that in this adventure
We always have the chance to make our own choice
Either we use it as the fuel
Or as the means where our lives will be destroyed
But on the road that some of us would walk
They tell you that challenges define pain
And when used to our advantage
Tools for how one day we are gonna' proclaim
Smith t'the Wesson, 357 dual action
Hid under the seat of the classic
Not very elaborate, but better than getting shot
Pulling a piece from your backpack
Tasked with, whatever challenge I'm matched in
Yes I'm fantastic you can't put nothing past me
In fact, they ain't got no nothing blast back
Been rapping since ages of writing on foolsgap
Moving like fluid like tides to the moon
Know my boys got my back in whatever I do
Just triedest and true in all places we move
To provide for harvest you first need the fruit