Y'all really know man that real sh**
Fifty thirteen sh**
Twenty twelve sh**
Type a sh** that be going through my mind like
When I'm seeing dollars sounds like
Gold bars are obstacles I climb
Illuminator haters find light
And they sh**ting on them n***as too
That's why I wake up feeling like the truth
And that n***a won't be stopped
Hard hustle, just to take the pot
n***as scheme every day
Just to make a plot
Read between the lines
And connect the dots
Yeah we living in tomorrow
Twenty twelve, Bentley clip
Full of hollows
Them n***as getting it in on the battle field
Ten chain, five rounds, soldier lack of fear
Who knows man? This just might
Fifty stars, thirteen stripes
Making history on a daily basis
Some people love it
Some people hate it
I see it in their faces
You got the right grind
I'm not trying to get left on the sideline
So every think I wake up to thank God
Check the guide lines on the damn ground
A pin is on my timeline I'm putting it out
Real music's from the very start
And I do it f**ing big cause they say I couldn't
And I do it even bigger cause they say I wouldn't
Rolling numbers with a pair of dice
SODMG that's paradise
I'm going out
Smoking as I flow
Me and y'all got this rap sh** in the yo
Couple helicopters, cribs and a boat
Who the f**'s stopping us?
And they pointing blocks for us
Standing outside all night did a lot for books
Can't take nothing away from me