Intro-
Is this just a phase?
I spend my days in a daze drinking champagne to celebrate
Life in the left lane, but the sad thing is;
Every day is just a Saturday. (Sadder Day)
So, I question fate
Not the one that God made but the one I chose to take
Because I know Im good, but…
Greatness is measured by those we influence to be great. So I ask you…
Verse-
Is you real or fake?
Make no mistakes playing both sides cause you can't decide
Makes you really fake. Evey n***a down for the ride on the interstate
But soon as you out of gas money bet they hit the breaks
That's why I move at my own pace
Self made, cut from no cloth I was crochet
Inner circle hanging onto every word that I say
Bet they Obey (owe bey)
Like a loan from Beyonce
n***as be like “Okay” Reminiscing Scarface
In the cut, Gang Green, TFG the money team
S/o to my n***as and the n***as who acknowledge me
Barely on twitter but they sear I got a following
S/o to my haters I ain't looking for apologies
But why they taking shots if they been trying to abolish me
f** yall n***as. My philosophy is sodomy
Im probably a prodigy of Hollywood astrology
Im a mf star n***a
Xanex never been depressed, got bars n***a
Hot spitter I can hock-spit-a
Give you sea sickness
Flow vicious sent more n***as to the mortician
Than morphine sent to more fiends with government a**istance
Off beat when I said it, similar how it was off the record
But if you turn a witness into a victim
The verdict is it never happened
Like it never happened
Closed case when they closed casket
Young rapper tryna tell a vision like a closed caption
Caught a cap in his capillary for that loud cappin
Sadness and the pa**ion moved the ma**es into madness
But they pa**ive
Not a fraction of my faction taking action
But I quote it like I wrote it, “I ain't mad at ya.”