[Verse 1]
We on the road to riches me and a bunch of my guys
Just drive ain't no bags but the ones thats under our eyes
Guess that I lied I got me a couple babies and
These n*ggas brought all their baggage from pass relationships
And they really been through some major sh*t
I can't relate since I never been with a shady chick
But they be having my n*ggas taking bout crazy sh*t
Like soon as they get rich all the ways they could stunt to make em sick
But don't judge em you'd do the same won't you
You kinda relate to that pain don't you
You said you'd get in the game and start making that change
You promise you never change don't you
I be saying the same
But Biddy say you never know when pertaining to fame
Alot of n*ggas went foul just playing the game
When you start getting that paper what things will remain
Who knows but now all we got is blood, sweat and our passion
But I then seen sh*t go to n*ggas head like an aspirin
With that said I pray that never would happen
Cause if a ship sink then its on the head of a captain
Uh yeah captain I am
I'm just a young n*gga with a spectacular plan
They like X but you always saying we gone
And everytime I look up we back hear again
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And I know I know I said its our time And I know
But you know I been on my grind And I know see now
All I rock is REGIME shirts
I'm yelling teamwork is how you make the dream work
If we gon do it we gotta do it together
And will saying my n*gga its now or never
And Frado said my n*gga you getting better
And once you get it together We'll be on top Forever
[Verse 2]
And thats a long muthaf*cking time
I think of that and I just going write another rhyme
The money calling and my pops is on the other line
And every time we talk is weird I kinda wonder why
Prolly get out next year around the summer time
My uncle won't see light til year 2025
And Kenny bout to go back in another f*cking time
The last time we talked it sounded like he wanna cry
But no tears never n*gga you know us
The last thing he said is X you finning to blow up
You in a different class, sh*t I ain't never pass
With my moms stressing sh*t like you better get a diploma
We was thinking bout banks thats best for n*ggas to hold up
Always figured I regret this sh*t when we grow up
The angel never as loud as the devil that's on your shoulder
This look on my son eyes was telling me n*gga slow up
Damn I guess I got to much to lose now
Alarm clock ring I never hit the snooze now
And I be going hard at everything I do now
So everyday I be in and out the booth now
Thats our shot to the top
Alot of fake n*ggas be tryna find them a spot
I be hearing disses from n*ggas that's not even hot
Know they'll never get their time but they watching the clock
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[Verse 3]
In our dream putting in overtime
I'm talking record label a couple clothing lines
Even started a charity you thought I only rhyme
See we ain't got no brakes n*gga we on the grind
I tryna tell him that we gon be fine
Ya know talk is cheap and ain't none of hommies buying
Cause they all bright of course they wanna shine
I try to tell em don't rush it it happens over time
And last month I was talking to L
Checking up on em to see if my partner was well
Cause last year he lost his little brother
A couple months later his daughter as well
I just told him I had a little girl
For me that kinda got awkward as hell
Then we just got back to the subject
Talking growth as an artist and fitting rap in the budget
I try to tell him I don't be doing raps for the public
I just do the sh*t I feel and u hope they happen to love it
Yeah most of my boys went out I was in for the weekend
Watching some TV and wondered why n*ggas be peaking
Watching some NBA highlights
Vince T-Mac A.I. them n*ggas was beasting
But I could picture Kobe in the gym
Getting up shots while them n*ggas was sleeping
[Hook]