This type of shit you dream about while sleeping in bed
The type of thoughts I be producing you wouldn't think in your head
I really got my peace of mind just from reading some books
My nigga you can have it too if you just sit down and look
I think I really am the bridge between the good and the crooks
Sometimes I write alotta verses but I leave out the hooks
I'm onna search to understand what happens after we die
Sometimes I look up at the sky and I just can't help but cry
This shit is deeper than the surface nigga
Ain't nobody perfect nigga
Ain't nobody keep it realer
Feel like I deserve it nigga
Feeling like I'm Nipsey Hussle on my grind mixed wit Jigga
I could never knock a nigga tryna get his pockets bigger
Ain't stoppin till we multimillion
Sellin out the staples center
Get up off that mortal shit come step into my portal nigga
Feel like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Rise up like the undertaker
Now I'm just a money maker
Bouta make a f*ckin statement
I had to slow it back down just to give you a feel
I wanna go talk to the kids so I can teach em what's real
I wanna go create a song wit that kid from the Ville
I wanna soak up all the game from Ms Lauryn Hill
If I don't tell you nothing else then imma tell you the truth
I only do the shit I'm doin becuz of God and the youth
Straps on my cargos like a Army of troops
And as far as love goes I got no more for you
I promise that it's too late I'm humble like Haku
Now I'm really on my way just doin what I do
Ma if it wasn't for you I would've dropped outta school
Cuz they ain't giving me the tools to make these rockstar moves
I pray my niggaz stay loyal thru the ups and the downs
I know you niggaz be performing inna circus of clowns
I'm tryna get my bank account to make some bigger amounts
I'm tryna take a random trip and let her figure it out
It's no smoking allowed we blowing smoke in the crowd
I got the coolest dad I'm tryna make my mom and him proud
Now the thoughts that's in my head I'm really living out loud
Sometimes I listen to my songs and I just float onna cloud
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This type of shit you dream about while sleeping in bed
The type of thoughts I be producing you wouldn't think in your head
I really got my peace of mind just from reading some books
My nigga you can have it too if you just sit down and look
I think I really am the bridge between the good and the crooks
Sometimes I write alotta verses but I leave out the hooks
I'm onna search to understand what happens after we die
Sometimes I look up at the sky and I just can't help but cry
This shit is deeper than the surface nigga
Ain't nobody perfect nigga
Ain't nobody keep it realer
Feel like I deserve it nigga
Feeling like I'm Nipsey Hussle on my grind mixed wit Jigga
I could never knock a nigga tryna get his pockets bigger
Ain't stoppin till we multimillion
Sellin out the staples center
Get up off that mortal shit come step into my portal nigga
Feel like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Rise up like the undertaker
Now I'm just a money maker
Bouta make a f*ckin statement
I had to slow it back down just to give you a feel
I wanna go talk to the kids so I can teach em what's real
I wanna go create a song wit that kid from the Ville
I wanna soak up all the game from Ms Lauryn Hill
If I don't tell you nothing else then imma tell you the truth
I only do the shit I'm doin becuz of God and the youth
Straps on my cargos like a Army of troops
And as far as love goes I got no more for you
I promise that it's too late I'm humble like Haku
Now I'm really on my way just doin what I do
Ma if it wasn't for you I would've dropped outta school
Cuz they ain't giving me the tools to make these rockstar moves
I pray my niggaz stay loyal thru the ups and the downs
I know you niggaz be performing inna circus of clowns
I'm tryna get my bank account to make some bigger amounts
I'm tryna take a random trip and let her figure it out
It's no smoking allowed we blowing smoke in the crowd
I got the coolest dad I'm tryna make my mom and him proud
Now the thoughts that's in my head I'm really living out loud
Sometimes I listen to my songs and I just float onna cloud
The type of thoughts I be producing you wouldn't think in your head
I really got my peace of mind just from reading some books
My nigga you can have it too if you just sit down and look
I think I really am the bridge between the good and the crooks
Sometimes I write alotta verses but I leave out the hooks
I'm onna search to understand what happens after we die
Sometimes I look up at the sky and I just can't help but cry
This shit is deeper than the surface nigga
Ain't nobody perfect nigga
Ain't nobody keep it realer
Feel like I deserve it nigga
Feeling like I'm Nipsey Hussle on my grind mixed wit Jigga
I could never knock a nigga tryna get his pockets bigger
Ain't stoppin till we multimillion
Sellin out the staples center
Get up off that mortal shit come step into my portal nigga
Feel like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Rise up like the undertaker
Now I'm just a money maker
Bouta make a f*ckin statement
I had to slow it back down just to give you a feel
I wanna go talk to the kids so I can teach em what's real
I wanna go create a song wit that kid from the Ville
I wanna soak up all the game from Ms Lauryn Hill
If I don't tell you nothing else then imma tell you the truth
I only do the shit I'm doin becuz of God and the youth
Straps on my cargos like a Army of troops
And as far as love goes I got no more for you
I promise that it's too late I'm humble like Haku
Now I'm really on my way just doin what I do
Ma if it wasn't for you I would've dropped outta school
Cuz they ain't giving me the tools to make these rockstar moves
I pray my niggaz stay loyal thru the ups and the downs
I know you niggaz be performing inna circus of clowns
I'm tryna get my bank account to make some bigger amounts
I'm tryna take a random trip and let her figure it out
It's no smoking allowed we blowing smoke in the crowd
I got the coolest dad I'm tryna make my mom and him proud
Now the thoughts that's in my head I'm really living out loud
Sometimes I listen to my songs and I just float onna cloud
Writer: Anyae Stanfield
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