No running round outta my circle
Only got room to stay focused
Moving we moving with purpose
Running and jumping these hurdles
Niggas all talk
But we show and tell
One way to heaven
Gotta go through hell
Uh
My mental be scrapping
Imagine I got it
That's how I'm attracting
So once I do get it
Don't ask how it happen
Yeah
I'm coo w the fashion
Yeah
Honestly
There's no capping
Shooting I'm Kobe
No passin
Running these rappers
I'm lapping
Big talk
F*ck chit chatting
My thoughts been making it happen
Sometime I wish would've known that
Niggas be frontin the whole time
And niggas behind em condone that
Only family ties that's the bottom line
I don't want what's yours
I got what's mine
Im for the pressure
Only be thinking of ways
Yeah
That I can become a bit better
Self taught I be holding my own lectures
Producer and shit I'm my own professor
F*ck it I did it in three semesters
I do it myself in my own endeavors
They pushed it away
But I pulled it together
Yeah
Trust in myself and my own intuition
People been said that I can't be different
But only because of their lack of ambition
They talk in the shadows
But I got night vision
I'm praying
Not wishing
Imagine the things that I want
And I get it
Planting the seeds in my mind
Believe and I'm bearing my thoughts to fruition
I see it I got it
Im not thinking modest
I only think big
And I'm never dishonest
I only speak facts
Put that in my mama
You not with it
Then nada
I talk to invest
You talking and you gossip
And that's how I know
We got nothing in common
You looking for trouble
You thrive off the gossip
I move and I hustle
Y'all gon swear ima prophet
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No running round outta my circle
Only got room to stay focused
Moving we moving with purpose
Running and jumping these hurdles
Niggas all talk
But we show and tell
One way to heaven
Gotta go through hell
Uh
My mental be scrapping
Imagine I got it
That's how I'm attracting
So once I do get it
Don't ask how it happen
Yeah
I'm coo w the fashion
Yeah
Honestly
There's no capping
Shooting I'm Kobe
No passin
Running these rappers
I'm lapping
Big talk
F*ck chit chatting
My thoughts been making it happen
Sometime I wish would've known that
Niggas be frontin the whole time
And niggas behind em condone that
Only family ties that's the bottom line
I don't want what's yours
I got what's mine
Im for the pressure
Only be thinking of ways
Yeah
That I can become a bit better
Self taught I be holding my own lectures
Producer and shit I'm my own professor
F*ck it I did it in three semesters
I do it myself in my own endeavors
They pushed it away
But I pulled it together
Yeah
Trust in myself and my own intuition
People been said that I can't be different
But only because of their lack of ambition
They talk in the shadows
But I got night vision
I'm praying
Not wishing
Imagine the things that I want
And I get it
Planting the seeds in my mind
Believe and I'm bearing my thoughts to fruition
I see it I got it
Im not thinking modest
I only think big
And I'm never dishonest
I only speak facts
Put that in my mama
You not with it
Then nada
I talk to invest
You talking and you gossip
And that's how I know
We got nothing in common
You looking for trouble
You thrive off the gossip
I move and I hustle
Y'all gon swear ima prophet
Only got room to stay focused
Moving we moving with purpose
Running and jumping these hurdles
Niggas all talk
But we show and tell
One way to heaven
Gotta go through hell
Uh
My mental be scrapping
Imagine I got it
That's how I'm attracting
So once I do get it
Don't ask how it happen
Yeah
I'm coo w the fashion
Yeah
Honestly
There's no capping
Shooting I'm Kobe
No passin
Running these rappers
I'm lapping
Big talk
F*ck chit chatting
My thoughts been making it happen
Sometime I wish would've known that
Niggas be frontin the whole time
And niggas behind em condone that
Only family ties that's the bottom line
I don't want what's yours
I got what's mine
Im for the pressure
Only be thinking of ways
Yeah
That I can become a bit better
Self taught I be holding my own lectures
Producer and shit I'm my own professor
F*ck it I did it in three semesters
I do it myself in my own endeavors
They pushed it away
But I pulled it together
Yeah
Trust in myself and my own intuition
People been said that I can't be different
But only because of their lack of ambition
They talk in the shadows
But I got night vision
I'm praying
Not wishing
Imagine the things that I want
And I get it
Planting the seeds in my mind
Believe and I'm bearing my thoughts to fruition
I see it I got it
Im not thinking modest
I only think big
And I'm never dishonest
I only speak facts
Put that in my mama
You not with it
Then nada
I talk to invest
You talking and you gossip
And that's how I know
We got nothing in common
You looking for trouble
You thrive off the gossip
I move and I hustle
Y'all gon swear ima prophet
Writer: Tyson Rodgers
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