Chuck Mason - See Me Now II lyrics

[Verse 1: Chuck Mason] There's a certain obligation when blessed with this opportunity Put on for the 465, the whole world Here we go! Yeah How your name go from never being heard of, now it's buzzing in these streets From these 'ho's ain't trying to f** to sending p**y through a tweet Being humble on the low, doing shows for the free Trying to get it to the point promoters pay a couple G's So what's good? n***as don't give respect and I don't need it Walk around with my nose stuck up, their saying I'm conceited Grind hard, bust a nut and make your ear drums conceive it Hear me cumming on these tracks like a train, I got you thinking That this object immovable should meet this force unstoppable The outcome's Summer's Eulogy the detail's catastrophical Proved that all is possible by doing the impossible This is a negro spiritual we shall overcome these obstacles (yeah) Kumbaya to see me put on for the 'Nap My line are my reality, the lines I spit are fact The only n***a to put this city on his back Then walk the globe to put the city on the map So holla back, 'cause when you see me [Verse 2: Chuck Mason] And so, y'all always asking me questions like this Chuck Mason what's the secret to success, f** haters get money fast 'Cause don't nobody owe you sh** except a f** you when they pa** Always lend a hand they'll hate you before they thank you See them hating on a n***a you'd think that they would then hang you Yeah, Jesus protect me from them all I just bought this fifth of Grey Goose help me drink away my sorrows Success got me focused on my present, I negated blessings And forgot to pray for my tomorrows Lord won't you guide me through this life while I'm living in this hell And when I stand amidst my foes let no plans they have prevail My feet pace weary, this winding road's long Deter these people judgment when they see me doing wrong If I'm ever doing wrong, Lord prepare me for this life Eyes protected by my shades Lord prepare me for these lights 'Cause it's likely that they watch to see me struggle on my own But make it clear that I ain't standing here alone ... perfect [Verse 3: Chuck Mason] Yeah, I need my Marion County Kings crown on ... yes sir! My city needs a savior, in my mind I know I'm made for this All of this is well deserved. In time I spent I paid for this My city full of nonbelievers, most devout atheists But boy I preach that flame, they caught that Holy Ghost and prayed for this My nights I spent alone they wasn't with me Now opposers whisper Chuck Mason's a who*e because the whole city been f**ing with me Know they still got hate, they just conceal it And I'm very much convinced the kid is verbal braille no pedophile they feel it Flow deprived of being slept on, no medicinal could heal it Conrad Murray to the mic, no thriller night, well b**h I k** it Posing rappers, fictitious trappers, all claim to be the realest Think that somewhere, someone along the line must've redefined what real is Only care enough to ramble though or argue with my family And my Friday night life consists of Black & Milds and Brandy And these Friday night lights could make this hustle seem so fancy I'm just trying to be everything that my fans see ... So if you see me