Phella - 2 Infinity lyrics

[Intro: Phella] Yeah, J. Rob, on the track Young Karl Anthony, on the track Phella, on the track Sound like something Gotta make you wait for it though... It's only appropriate -- Ready? [Verse 1: Karl] They said sky's the limit, I took that and ran with it About to take the game on like no man did it Millionaire lifestyle with uncle Sam digits Discomfort makes them flip flop like Land fishes Damn b**hes hate to see a black man winning That's why I am grinning laying next to tanned women I never had damn thing in my hand given So your words won't stick I am spam driven [Verse 2: Phella] The way the ma** feel him, you would think I'm Lamb driven But the best I ever had was Shelly Sedan silver That was back in '06, I was into fast living Now the flow so sick it could make a man shiver I ain't loving your chick I just took a bath with her Now she's trying to twit-pic, thought you ain't have twitter It's you man Phelly Phel AKA Da Fam n***a We are growing so quick that our pants can't fit us [Hook: Karl] If it's the last thing I do then I vow to be major Going every round like Ali and Frazier To the top and beyond that's where I'm bound to go And if they didn't know then someone better tell them so To the top and beyond, I swear that I'll take it there I'ma pop and be on, and I'ma make the haters stare I'ma forever hold it down like a real soldier should Hustling even harder just to show them that I could [Verse 3: Karl] What my daddy said made me want to prove him wrong We'll discuss that later, now let's move along I spent my whole life going through a lose-a-thon Now I got them beat just like I produced a song Peace to big, now I know that I'll do it Sean Anyone, carter or combs I got this game in me like heart or my bones And so I won't stop throwing darts at the thrown [Verse 4: Phella] Yo, it ought to be known just how hard that I go I'm on any Martin Luther weather Harlem or home With the same damn dream that they thought won't unfold But your reverend won't get the point or dodge the a**ault You gon' notice our grind if you're watching the show You gon' know it's our time if your watch isn't slow With my Jazzy word I'm the Stockton of poems And the way I pa** it off I guess Karl is Malone [Hook: Karl] If it's the last thing I do then I vow to be major Going every round like Ali and Frazier To the top and beyond that's where I'm bound to go And if they didn't know then someone better tell them so To the top and beyond, I swear that I'll take it there I'ma pop and be on, and I'ma make the haters stare I'ma forever hold it down like a real soldier should Hustling even harder just to show them that I could [Verse 5: Karl] I had a day dream I'd hit the booth and get a million And so I kept dreaming cause the truth wasn't appealing Nice guys finish last, keep rooting for the villain B's stupid then I'll k** him, will do it for the feeling f** free or cheap if he's looking then I'll bill him Victory is sweet just viewing it is thrilling sh**, the day I get a taste swear my tooth will need a filling If a Buick is what you're in try aiming for a Benz I'm focused like a Camera and I came without a lens Man, we ain't gotta be friends, dog the Game's about the N's I do it for my uncles that are caged up in the Pens f** a favor no offense can't be major and depend I'm scoring 80 off the bench, with phrases that I send Being famous never ends, so I'll keep causing Disturbia Dropping bombs on them like Obama did on Libya (Motherf**er)