1] From the block to the top, baggies in the sock Only thing that changed now is we ain't runnin' out of Used to beg mom for lunch money Honeys to run from me when pockets was dust bunnies Now what's funny is we done up and conquered Even the future lookin' bonkers from Compton to Though them gangstas grill, I tell 'em that drama away Don't with thieves, I like Jay so who sponsorin' the tape They launchin' out strays, I'm tryin' not to get Whether a spitter or a behind the trigger Approaching his prey, his eyes Won't stop to consider right or wrong Because it's liquor that's inside his liver
But that's daily routine The streets are fiends Whether the hoops or the booth, niggas dreams choose the right scheme Cause you could think you're cool with nice things But get wiped for ice cream when the lights beam
2] Traded in my for a new mic I guess it's safe to say he soul for his new life Like they were tryna blind us, but we know the true They wanna see us find the diviners So now we hit the vines up day and On the regular, I my momma prayin' Like she me reach my aims in life, but just stay in sight So I'm shootin' for my dreams, hit the and it boost my esteem The Pro Era crew in them fiends by the boat load Nigga caught a wave and now he surfin' They feel the name but they say the music dope though it, that's how it's supposed to go, these bloggers too emotional They'll be you until labels start inter-scopin' you By then, wild late and I'll be chillin' where I lay Cause I'd rather see the top than to be livin' I lay Imbalances in my Kundalini, they tryna put two my beanie you well, tryin' to poof a genie
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