Lyrics
Part 1
Lacked confidence when I was younger thought I couldn’t do it
Then started wearing Nike now I’m older I just do it
Practice makes perfect, I know that it’s fluent
Gotta tell my story, put it in my music
Now I know my purpose I’m not Taking up space
I know I set the bar with these bars see the space?
Could never tell no cap everything a lower case
The line can be so fire, if I’m lying, it’s erased
FACTS!
ain’t gotta curse no more, I rather write a verse in cursive
I told y’all CTC before, sign ya name in cursive
Money can’t buy your sanity, so tell me why we purchase?
The shoes, the cars, the clothes and blow a bag on Gucci purses
I’m waiting?
Patiently awaiting
White presidential double R, like Ronald Reagan
I’m the heir in any room, my crown be ventilating
I’m 31 but run the game as if I’m Walter Payton
His Jersey 34
Musics an art of war
I be imprisoned with my words, writing on a wall
Told them my birthday in September they think ima fall
Of course I fell, but now I’m up just had to learn to crawl
I foresee it
The fourth season
The coldest one
Just heating up
I’m June to august, the hottest months
The 9th born but still I feel like the chosen 1
Golden child need 1 shot, the golden gun
Part 2.
Baptized 20-22
Now my vision 20-20, too
Fighting my flesh while walking in spirit, I’m in catch-22
Strongholds ain’t strong enough to hold me down, no more being used
Only do it if my soul in it
Holy Spirit got my soul lifted
Can’t knock a man if he just got it but me I was born with it
Prolific, so gifted, gotta wait, I cannot just go get it
Everything I write you gone know can’t spell Brooklyn without Boon it
Got it written on my Jersey
Got it Written on my Jersey aye
Hear me talking!? Yeah you heard me
Hear me talking!? Yeah you heard me aye
Miss the kid? don’t alert me
When you miss me don’t alert me aye
Not 1 but 2, on these records, mashup had to set it straight,
Felt like I’m running in place
So long I’ve been running this race
Laughing to the bank, dead broke at times
I was playing it safe
You know when you when worth so much money
Bankers escort you back to ya safe
Whole time I knew that I was the truth! still people lie to my face
Clean it up no moving sloppy
Had no job I was tommy
Built tough that’s my body
won’t ever fold like Pilates
Stepped it up like I’m rocky
Full of joy tryna rob me
Green light always on go tell me how in the world someone gone stop me