I'm on a mission for inner peace
Old heads early took me off the streets
Still I feel the pressures
My dawgs still roam
Looking for the come up
I'm tryna influence them home
I had dreams to do it big
Like game seven
All my team with bottles and Vixens
Jewels bright as I imagine heaven
Hoes ain't loyal
But who needs um
It's more fishy n my bowl
Then lions in the jungle
Most these niggas cowards
I spot um out in bundleS
Toe tags
Get applied
As red dots make um rotate thru airwaves
Call it spotify
I swear I wanna avenge ur death George
Still feel the hate n my roar
Still tryna maintain a level head
I understand it's so much more
All my life I've been searching for
The meaning to it all
What am I chasing for
I realize I just want it all
Finer things
Sweeter wines
Nice cars
And a bad bytch to dine
I just want a good life better liquor for mine
Big brudda
Whit da butta
Just copped some buddah
For us and some fat booties
On this yatch cruiser
As the smoke hits the wind
I stare off into the distant
Wishin madre could see these blue waters
Whit pops smoking on his Cuban
That's just the societal order
But I celebrate the fact we made it
Crackers didn't wanna give us chance to cake it
But we broke thru
Now we circle around this globe like a hoola hoop
I'm too faded in this paradise of mine
Loving how mami body glisten in that sunshine
This gotta be heaven
So many years living in hell
This is truly a blessing
Raise your glass for perfection
Ayyyeeee all my niggAs on the east side
If you tryna live better
Put your mothaf*ckin hands high
All my niggas on the west side
If you want the finer taste of life
Put your mothaf*ckin hands high
Cause I made this for yall
No dream is impossible
You just gotta go hard
Harder than the norm
Never average
And you can't run from
Life's storm
You gotta face um whit ur chest up
If niggas shoot
You bust back
It's a hard life
But you young n black
You built ford tough
So you take them head shots like u got on a kevlar cap
You gotta hear this
They want you dumbed out
But not in my music