(Verse 1 - Jai Elijah)
Yuh, a little lesson (a little lesson, ha)
Hometown Hero like I'm Travis, but I never had a cape
Was too stuck up in my past to let my future task my fate
When I come back to the city, there's always some mixed feelings (feelings)
Always some mixed opinions on the way that I did it
You see, I pull up in the whip, that's like a neck breaker (uh)
I give everybody chips that really need the favor (right)
It's my season every season, never lose my flavor (flavor)
But I'm humble and reflect not having paper to blow
It's crazy, I know
Impossible to anybody logical, to see me living tropical
"Man, he's here to pop like collars do!"
Nah, I'm here to ask what's stopping you?
I had a job in college, too!
My life was down and washable, but now my status plausible
Bro, let me motivate you
If I can do it, you can do it
Try your hand and get into it
Like the student in Cole, I had a dollar and a dream
But the dollar turns to dust if you let the dreams rust
(Verse 2 - Deep Magenta)
The way I see things, call me an idealizer
Bringing back the old school flow with Jai Elijah
The fire spits out the grey exhaust
Tire-screeching California with the red paint gloss
I paid the cost, so I can do 50 in a 30
Old friends standing back, like they cold turkey
No worries, cause I’m a famous rapper now
Revisiting the place where I got my cap and gown
How’s about, I catch up with the people I loved
But they isolate me, afraid of what I’ve become
Say that I’m running from responsibility and humility
Need to take a reassessment of lucidity
Cause all the empty spots on my canvas were thrilling me
Forgot the way my life really be
That’s what they claim, but they brains full of lies
No surprise that they’re greedy, want a piece of the pie
They tryna trick me, knowing there’s a bit within me
All they really want is three seconds, zero to fifty
There’s only three things in this world that can stop me:
My family, my idols, and most of all, god
(Verse 3 - Deep Magenta)
I see you down there, don’t forget you’re looking up at me
How dare you stare at my crown and say it comes from greed
Don’t think I’m unaware of your addictions, I say which one?
My weapons are more than physical, got a mixed gun
This bag you tryna chase can make you knowingly inclusive
Your dreams are blinding from the fact that your brain’s abusive
Meanwhile, your life allows you to be hypocritical
You gotta pick a side, you’re fake woke, you’re not logistical
You’re ready for a freak accident, but not what’s happening
You’re captioning your posts without imagining, it leads to battling
For a self-proclaimed genius, you’re really an idiot
You rap one of ten good bars, and say you’re killin’ it
You’ll never match a team of writers going under alias
The mainstream has an alliance, so they’ll deny this
And coming from my perspective, I’m only one of them
You think I got passion, but I just do this for the fun of it
The money lit, main reason all of us copy and paste
I’ll never try and produce, I see that as a waste
But I’ll proclaim I worked to be what I became
To inspire mindless brains, man, you’re so inane
(Verse 4 - Deep Magenta)
Getting a response from a hero is surprising
We make assumptions ‘bout the people we idolizing
Now I look like a fool, gotta go delete a verse quick
Hidden magic in their sleeves, always got a worse trick
I can’t put up with this, running from my denial
My delusion’s catching up to me, ripple wave to tidal
The second someone looks away, get my bike and escape
Don’t know where I’m driving to, might’ve left too late
Darkness of the night sky falls, as I pedal
Starting to fall asleep, set my bike against some metal
I prop myself up, up against a pole in an empty lot
I’m wishing that I could settle down, the feelings plenty got
Yuh, a little lesson (a little lesson, ha)
Hometown Hero like I'm Travis, but I never had a cape
Was too stuck up in my past to let my future task my fate
When I come back to the city, there's always some mixed feelings (feelings)
Always some mixed opinions on the way that I did it
You see, I pull up in the whip, that's like a neck breaker (uh)
I give everybody chips that really need the favor (right)
It's my season every season, never lose my flavor (flavor)
But I'm humble and reflect not having paper to blow
It's crazy, I know
Impossible to anybody logical, to see me living tropical
"Man, he's here to pop like collars do!"
Nah, I'm here to ask what's stopping you?
I had a job in college, too!
My life was down and washable, but now my status plausible
Bro, let me motivate you
If I can do it, you can do it
Try your hand and get into it
Like the student in Cole, I had a dollar and a dream
But the dollar turns to dust if you let the dreams rust
(Verse 2 - Deep Magenta)
The way I see things, call me an idealizer
Bringing back the old school flow with Jai Elijah
The fire spits out the grey exhaust
Tire-screeching California with the red paint gloss
I paid the cost, so I can do 50 in a 30
Old friends standing back, like they cold turkey
No worries, cause I’m a famous rapper now
Revisiting the place where I got my cap and gown
How’s about, I catch up with the people I loved
But they isolate me, afraid of what I’ve become
Say that I’m running from responsibility and humility
Need to take a reassessment of lucidity
Cause all the empty spots on my canvas were thrilling me
Forgot the way my life really be
That’s what they claim, but they brains full of lies
No surprise that they’re greedy, want a piece of the pie
They tryna trick me, knowing there’s a bit within me
All they really want is three seconds, zero to fifty
There’s only three things in this world that can stop me:
My family, my idols, and most of all, god
(Verse 3 - Deep Magenta)
I see you down there, don’t forget you’re looking up at me
How dare you stare at my crown and say it comes from greed
Don’t think I’m unaware of your addictions, I say which one?
My weapons are more than physical, got a mixed gun
This bag you tryna chase can make you knowingly inclusive
Your dreams are blinding from the fact that your brain’s abusive
Meanwhile, your life allows you to be hypocritical
You gotta pick a side, you’re fake woke, you’re not logistical
You’re ready for a freak accident, but not what’s happening
You’re captioning your posts without imagining, it leads to battling
For a self-proclaimed genius, you’re really an idiot
You rap one of ten good bars, and say you’re killin’ it
You’ll never match a team of writers going under alias
The mainstream has an alliance, so they’ll deny this
And coming from my perspective, I’m only one of them
You think I got passion, but I just do this for the fun of it
The money lit, main reason all of us copy and paste
I’ll never try and produce, I see that as a waste
But I’ll proclaim I worked to be what I became
To inspire mindless brains, man, you’re so inane
(Verse 4 - Deep Magenta)
Getting a response from a hero is surprising
We make assumptions ‘bout the people we idolizing
Now I look like a fool, gotta go delete a verse quick
Hidden magic in their sleeves, always got a worse trick
I can’t put up with this, running from my denial
My delusion’s catching up to me, ripple wave to tidal
The second someone looks away, get my bike and escape
Don’t know where I’m driving to, might’ve left too late
Darkness of the night sky falls, as I pedal
Starting to fall asleep, set my bike against some metal
I prop myself up, up against a pole in an empty lot
I’m wishing that I could settle down, the feelings plenty got
( Deep Magenta )
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