Out on the court you gotta pick and move
Choose your battles and get through the sh#t that you been living through
But i’m just tryna give these kids something to listen to
So if i’m ever out of sh#t to do, i’m out of sh#t to prove
Them n#gg#s sang, but i was marching to a different tune
Did me dirty, tossed me in the lake without an inner tube
I, call that a song without an interlude
Now i’m doing jobs and they ain’t e’en get through the interviews
Looking at my inner view, a dimmer view, i see the shade
So when i talk to god, it isn’t just about a sin or two
I know that i’m a sinner too, this money that i’m getting to
Could turn any saint from below to satan with a better view
This sh#t could never better you, i’ve feathered through
The history of man and seen unfettered truth
I wonder if your blessings even blessing you
Are they just letting you settle for mediocre
The dope boys are turning to dopes and dopers
And i think i’m getting doper, cuz the gas here
Glass sphere living in a castle feeling trapped here
Snakes in the grass who think that i act weird
But they the ones who backstabbing and cappin no blackbeard
Sailed the seven seas with n#gg#s that i would die for
These bilge rats runnin round, hoping to lie more
Get off of your high horse, and look up at my score
I’m sitting pretty in positions n#gg#s have died for
They think i’m an eyesore, but i soar, all the same
I swore, all the flame would be mine, i can’t be concerned
With n#gg#s who ain’t even knee high, i stack what i’ve earned higher
I’m building an empire, and forging it in fire
And taking the entire, world, i need it all for the family
Feel like nothing could damage me, but the numbness is damaging
All my energy gathering, i lift off the ground
Head in the clouds, where i’m oft en found
Power tripping to the moon and back, but i ain’t off it now
Standing at the edge of infinity, had to talk him down
I was lookin up, but they was talking down
Took a walk around, and then became the man who’s talking now
Huh
So who’s talking now?
The fakes are unfit for royalty, but they’re often crowned
The real ones sit on the sidelines, cuz they’re often clowned
That’s how i pulled all my n#gg#s out of the lost and found
Last of our people, n#gg#
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