[Intro]
I gotta give a shout-out to Saint Etienne on this one
Really one of my favorite bands of all time
I was vibing out to this, just figured, “Let me hop on it”
[Hook 1]
I been off of the scene, been chasing these dreams, it cost me a lot
They don’t understand, I’m swerving through lanes, they hoping I stop
And I just sit back and get a good laugh while watching ‘em plot
I just sit back and get a good laugh while watching ‘em
[Verse 1]
I just do this shit with no pretending
I got family members tryna end me
Take that admiration and the envy
Please do something that’s more еfficient
Ain’t even accomplish shit that’s on my buckеt list
Bitch the process is still pending
So if it’s like this in the beginning
Will a nigga live to enjoy the finish?
Life on story mode, I’m at zero percent
Just hit 26, when does it begin?
Or maybe this just the second chapter
‘Cause the first 25 was a hell of events
But the sequel starting off better, 12/11 woke up in Asia
Never know where the next flight’ll take us
Might just end up in Copenhagen
Never met a nigga like me, so it’s motherfuck a doppelgänger
Why the fuck you change up?
This life I’m chasing supplied a nigga with a lack of patience
So sick of waiting, just want my payment
Thought I was banking, way I write these statements
I’m a freedom writer and a great debater
And it would occur that I’ll be the greatest
[Hook 2]
Off of the scene, been chasing these dreams
It cost me a lot, my nigga
And I had some fake friends but the shit would all end
‘Bout as soon as I got the picture
I got sick of the fronting, you niggas is nothing
So bitch you are not the realest
Sick of the fronting, niggas is nothing
[Verse 2]
Reading “F” on the gas tank, well prepared for the fast lane
Your boy had to hit a transformation, this was way before the cash came
And you know you are that nigga, if before all the fame and riches
Even if solo with the vision, you still know you are that king
Cocky nigga, why pretend to be humble?
Or maybe it’s confidence
‘Cause back in the day when I couldn’t say, “fuck you”, I ain’t accomplish shit
Living a dream bitch it’s obvious
None of you niggas is stopping this
And you would swear by the way that I move that I’m already living in opulence
So regal, I can’t be compared
Full package, I max on these snares
So basically, it takes a MC to place a movie in your head
Like a soul singer when it come to charm
But a battle rapper when it comes to bars
A novelist when it comes to stories, then back on Broadway when I perform
[Hook 3]
Off of the scene, been chasing these dreams
It cost me a lot, bitch
And I don’t wanna say that I lost my own way
‘Bout as soon as I got rich
So I’ll use all constituents right to my benefit
Playing their part, bitch
Use all constituents, benefit
[Verse 3]
Getting closer to the world I’m chasing, but close ain’t good enough
Tryna furnish shit from roof to basement, supreme interior
Residing on the charts my boy, put my heart in this art my boy
Introduce you to these thoughts my boy
Promise ain’t none of you niggas is clearing us
But now they sense us, ain’t been a harder crew since us
Niggas been hearing and seeing the grind
Now they coming to their senses
Women is flocking, niggas got options
Counting them bodies like census
And some of ‘em really be senseless
But a nigga urge to only sense lust
I’ll try to do better
But now it’s on to new checks, so it’s motherfuck a new debt
And you know we got the music down to a T
‘Cause you know a nigga crew next
And the bounce back is in my genes, been suited for the shots at me
If you let ‘em, they’ll pull your card again
That’s how you know that you next
And I don’t even sweat her if she ain’t got her shit together
Can’t trap this nigga with no pleasure
Baby girl I’ma need a better effort
But it seems you don’t get the message that I’m chasing multiple successes
Y’all better not let me get no leverage
I swear it’s over for you niggas
But I’ll switch up the tempo, my nigga it’s simple
You know what I’m here for, my nigga, I been broke
But never resentful of niggas that been on
I was on the sideline while they was in end zone
But now a nigga spazzing on instrumentals
And they like, “what happened, what’s gotten in you?
Now we hear you bragging, and not a little
What happened to the raps that was sentimental?”
Living different, witness shit that’s in my vision
Isn’t it a sight to see?
Shit just made me do 180, call it crazy
Talk the greatest, might be me
