[Verse 1]
I feel like Kendrick when he was lucid dreamin' about PAC
I got some niggas on my block
Quick to pop
My nigga move or ya gettin' shot
Me and my niggas got shit on lock
We got them keys to open locks
Give me my props
I'm beyond hot
I'm surface of the sun
With the skills to knock you out wit' one punch
Line
I hope I'm on time
To make the dreams I see mine
I tryin' to be perceived as in my prime
Even when I'm 89
I was born in 91
Bruce is my father
With the same name and reactions it's clear that I'm his son
My mind state is that I never won
Til I touched each and everyone
Wit my story
Fuck being worried
I just gotta fucking hurry
Kuz life is a race
And no one has yet to be in first place
I mean in the first place the race ends
And your put at the start commuting sins
With no friends
So I'm have to say running is where I fit in
Since I'm always fucking busy
And these rappers can't get wit me
I dare a nigga to Taylor swift me
I'm empty 50 shells
Til he hits the bottom of hell
That's the street pavement
Kuz this earth is full of hateret
Cmon really let's just face it
We at below the devils nuts
But we gotta rise and fuck this place up
Kuz my faith with god and visions
Will get me on a television
But them demons rather see me missing
Like some where with the fish swimming
While I'm just trying make a better future for the children
[Verse 2]
Fuck what you feelin'
My raps too ill
Even penisilne could not kill
Me signing a deal
My penmanship is to real
I just tell you the deal
Honesty is all I know
I couldn't get my foot up in the door
So I kicked it down to the flo
I had to throw elbow to the nose
So I could make some legal doe
Kuz I was on a drought
Couldn't make it rain
But I worked my magic
Now everyone in my city remember my name off change
I get looked at strange
Kuz I never reframe
To stay the same
If I stood the same
You'd called me a broke ass lame
But now I got something
All these hoes is nothing
They say I be frontin'
Fuck'em
That's my 2 cents
But in this poor country
Most people can't afford common sense
I walk in a room and make everyone feel tense
I guess they fear um one of the best
That's gotta be why my mon told me wear a vest
Niggas love to see famous people flex
But I can't even say I'm up next
With out someone trying to say I ain't shit
It's sad niggas live like there 95% bitch
I'm keeping it real
I have a twitter for the kicks
Love to see the negative
Kuz if everything was positive
Martin Luther wouldn't be in a permanent rest
Damn now that's some shit to think about
While I'm in eatin' cereal in my moms house
I feel like Kendrick when he was lucid dreamin' about PAC
I got some niggas on my block
Quick to pop
My nigga move or ya gettin' shot
Me and my niggas got shit on lock
We got them keys to open locks
Give me my props
I'm beyond hot
I'm surface of the sun
With the skills to knock you out wit' one punch
Line
I hope I'm on time
To make the dreams I see mine
I tryin' to be perceived as in my prime
Even when I'm 89
I was born in 91
Bruce is my father
With the same name and reactions it's clear that I'm his son
My mind state is that I never won
Til I touched each and everyone
Wit my story
Fuck being worried
I just gotta fucking hurry
Kuz life is a race
And no one has yet to be in first place
I mean in the first place the race ends
And your put at the start commuting sins
With no friends
So I'm have to say running is where I fit in
Since I'm always fucking busy
And these rappers can't get wit me
I dare a nigga to Taylor swift me
I'm empty 50 shells
Til he hits the bottom of hell
That's the street pavement
Kuz this earth is full of hateret
Cmon really let's just face it
We at below the devils nuts
But we gotta rise and fuck this place up
Kuz my faith with god and visions
Will get me on a television
But them demons rather see me missing
Like some where with the fish swimming
While I'm just trying make a better future for the children
[Verse 2]
Fuck what you feelin'
My raps too ill
Even penisilne could not kill
Me signing a deal
My penmanship is to real
I just tell you the deal
Honesty is all I know
I couldn't get my foot up in the door
So I kicked it down to the flo
I had to throw elbow to the nose
So I could make some legal doe
Kuz I was on a drought
Couldn't make it rain
But I worked my magic
Now everyone in my city remember my name off change
I get looked at strange
Kuz I never reframe
To stay the same
If I stood the same
You'd called me a broke ass lame
But now I got something
All these hoes is nothing
They say I be frontin'
Fuck'em
That's my 2 cents
But in this poor country
Most people can't afford common sense
I walk in a room and make everyone feel tense
I guess they fear um one of the best
That's gotta be why my mon told me wear a vest
Niggas love to see famous people flex
But I can't even say I'm up next
With out someone trying to say I ain't shit
It's sad niggas live like there 95% bitch
I'm keeping it real
I have a twitter for the kicks
Love to see the negative
Kuz if everything was positive
Martin Luther wouldn't be in a permanent rest
Damn now that's some shit to think about
While I'm in eatin' cereal in my moms house
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