[ Featuring Jeri Newton ]
Ain't no detours on the road to success
So much shit I can't comprehend but I know it's for the best
Like how you make a f*ck off talent but avoid it like the rest
Black diamonds won't protest the risks
What a time to be alive I told my moms
You gotta see this with your own eyes
Always was the gas to my drive like a nigga roadside
Crimson colors pullin' off, a nigga screamin' rolltide
I put a hole in one and receive static from both sides
Glory in the words, add the story to the verse
I can't say that I've rehearsed, my shit jumpin' off the verse, I
I been tryna find a gift and a curse, I
I don't know if it makes me better or worse All I
All I know is that I do it for the turf
And I'm tryna build a enterprise and move like Captain Kirk
You know, that shit jumpin' with the stars
That Dusse, then you say that this that last call
Newton
