Intro
Yeah ! I think it’s our time, nobody else can stop us
We’ve been waiting for too long, we gonna make it work I can feel it man
We tried now we here… All right then, let’s give it shot
Yeah
Verse 1
Words to my opponent, never been led
Grabbed a bag pack, you can call the FEDS
(Free my breath) That mess in my past I’ll never rehash
(Go to grieve man) my luggage is packed a picture I snap
(Remember that ?) I close my eyes I’m going ahead
I thought about it, you talk now, you being afraid
Now the fact, I’m taking the lead I feel the essence
Planted a seed I’m going up, I’m getting massive !
Throw it up ! It took a while finally made it, raise your glass
I’m starting poppin’, laughin’, what is life if you get boring ?
Crying, cheating, losing, the walls you can hug’em
Let the suicide doors open, bro forget it
I’m just trynna grab it
Holy grail, I’m gonna get it, looking down on me
The wave effect, you’re feeling seasick
I’m magic you be my trick
All day sat on your ass, hey tell me how you got that fast
Remember that you’d ask for it
How your back sore ? Got in from the back door
Still got a pressure it squeeze me, man I gotta get more
My name’s possible, Plato philosopher
Life is a paper, writing traces my future
Okay you’ve been Bahamas, thinking things established
No prices of being humble, trynna be a star on FB
That day I’ll drop a CD, my tummy is getting empty
First the passion, last the milli, if you’re ready come and get me
Hook
Homie if you trynna make it, take it
Get ready, gotta ride alone
I heard you telling
What you wanna do, you gonna make it
Homie you strive you never moan
To make it on your own
You wouldn’t do that alone (x3)
Verse 2
I wrote too many rhymes, homie it’s getting too dark
I know reality, peace to my enemies
Faded cause blowing trees, as fat as mac and cheese
You’re suffering cause I’m going got ingredients for the recipe !
Hola, yeah, it feels good but I harden
Leading to the basket, not sayin’ cause I’m Indian
Smells good in my kitchen
Getting spicy adding Curry
You can see how a MPV become a chef
Sleeping after death, y’all ready know it’s a wrap
I am sneaking in your dream, I’m robbing even your nap
Growing tired of kindness, see the evil impress
Fuck it I must I’m blessed, how many times you be stressed
What goes around, comes around, you the shit it’s ironic
Got a flow that comes in first, it’s like a semi-automatic
Been a stranger in that city, with no T-Dot I’d be silly
Man you thinking all is pretty, why you thinking ain’t no mercy
Verse 3
Do we start the foreplay ? I give you time for climax
Bro I cheat a little, getting BIG it’s IMAX
I do it old school, still bragging with the big glasses
We can’t get enough ‘til the last gasp
Get it in some oil, now I’m killing
Mature lyric for the lost children
New school spirit when I can feel it
Spit the truth, you be the new messiah
I can feel it beyond, I can feel on my arms
Got some jewelries on, doesn’t mean that I’m gone
You can feel in my sight, all that anger inside
You can read on my lips, ain’t no stress so I smile
I’m a frost in the pipe, I’m a stain in the light
I gon’ ride at midnight cause I can’t see the light
Rocking a black a hoodie, I show I stand for the rights
I move away to find a better way to get closer
Listen some SelFex homie, follow the leader ... yeah !
Outro
This is it ! That’s the future, the world’s ours man
The sun is setting … but we still ridin’
