O.T.C(Only The Crew) - All You Could Be lyrics

All you can be Chorus (all)- They used to preach be all you can be we missed the preachers sermon/ For blunt burning money earning and guilty verdicts/ It's like the older I get the less I feel concerned with/ Fitting in with sh** that keeps the world turning/ They used to say get off of your a** you got to go and earn it/ Didn't have much to time for cla** I was to busy learning/ From blunt burning money earning and guilty verdicts/ Observing knowing that one day the worlds gone stop turning/ Verse 1 (Chronic)- Dreams beat Product of my raisin / Grew up watchin mama role / Most of time spent blazin not worryin bout the honor role / Marjuana smoke bama pine on mind / Lookin back on it now we did it to pa** the time by / Now I do it to get my rhymes tight , my mind right , my life's crazy the lime light ain't ready If you your ever lookin for me you know where to come and get me 205 till i die b**h We comin straight up the middle like 22 dive / We comin right up the river jungle on both sides / I got the cards in my hand poker face on my face / I got a future at stake / I got a dream to chase / Wish I could take trip back to when the sh** easy / When it was Doobie smokey pee wee chronic jack and dg / Thought we could win a Grammy Out the back of this Mazda / Might even have enough money to say goodbye to our problems / (Chorus) Verse 2 (DG)- Man feet don't fail me now we came to far/ It's been 5 long years and here we are/ We on the brink of everything we used to dream about/ Young and dumb free styling laughing pa**ing weed around/ Thought we had it figured it out in this f**ing simple town/ But turns out we ain't know sh** damn how sh** is different now/ Damn I failed to mention how they don't even look at me the same/ When I tell em that I rap I can see it all on their face/ Since I took this music route they think that I've lost my brain/ Like I'm Kurt Cobain gripping a 12 gauge/ But I could give a f** less bout what they say/ College dropout but I'll walk across the stage/ Like graduation day I'll take the rain away/ And turn Bama to the sunshine state Like where the gators play / Lf life is what you make it then I hope my life is cake/ Until the end of my days until I up and drift away/ (Chorus) Verse 3 (Smokey)- Fueled with rage at a young age them meds kept us dazed for most of the day Probably 8 hour so we would behave My first grade teacher I never obey I drove her insane never could she contain or tame My anger ,yea they figured out quick that we would put other kids in danger 2 bad a** little twins watching walker Texas ranger Kick boxing slapping crafting each other's talents Clowning on big cuz with BB guns we'd shoot him up and then we'd run just having fun Young and dumb where I come from it ain't slum but it's a dump No path way to travel cause all the potholes and the bumps in the road Gotta go through hell and back just to get to the store I mean damn when I look around my name being thrown it's funny king in the making I'm coming And for you fakes fronting and running your mouths I elevate to the sound you never tearing me down I'm war ready on this battle ground