My n***a said, I wonder if you still got it
Been working on the same project over a year. Acknowledged
My peers are progressing faster than I
Pa**ing me by. My greatest fear is that the respect that they all once had for me dies
With every pushback of the album
I feel the doubters only doubt cuz I allow them
And honestly, I'm like f** cla**, but I don't want my son or daughter to grow up in public housing
Dreams of flute gla**es with champagne bubbling out em
Make it hard for me to sleep
And if I'm defined by the company I keep
God bless my n***as
Surrounded only by the best of n***as
Chasing dreams has often got the best of n***as
If I were a lesser n***a, I would quit
Searching for an answer for my prayers, that isn't it
Being famous isn't sh**
But, Leaving a genre looking better than it ever did, when you came into that b**h? That's leaving your print, n***a
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Now, I don't smoke the piff
But, my n***a, I'll smoke to this
Beat low, heat low, seat back, while I coast and sh**
My n***a, I'll smoke to this. I'll smoke to this. Look
My n***a, would you respect me worse
If I said it took me months to write this second verse
I stepped on turf I never had in this past week
When I remembered any word could be my last, peep
My dad speaks to me more clearly now
"What's gonna make em listen to you when you're gone, if they don't hear you now?"
I fear these sounds will never reach where I want em
While my homies find peace in marijuana
I find peace in daydreaming bout where I wanna be
Where I pray someday I'm gonna be
Feel like barnaby jones just trynna find my way home
Came a long way from rapping about having King Kong ba** and riding on chrome
I put my life in a song
Hope the difference of my rights and my wrongs, when you write em, is long
And, that I inspire a listener to have a future more bright than my own
By reciting this song
[Hook] x2