Neverland

I was burning bridges now I'm making them Taking trips but no recording them Moving different, man I got a plan Said he walking with me we ain't holding hands Broski still flipping pans Take 'em with me like I'm Peter Pan Taking off, I hope we never land Let it blow you all the way to neverland Yeah, I'm still new to the game I think it's time I put them in their place They wanna ride on the wave Who did it first, no, I'm not tryna claim I know they speak on my name They're gonna speak about it anyway Know that it's never been about the fame I'm Martin Luther King I have dream I know some hitters that do anything for a youngin But fuck it I do it myself You made it personal, ain't even heard of you I got that heat that make your body melt Shawty they lovely, but the girly ain't above it I can't really do the trusting All that talking, but it's nothing Enemy, they always bluffing Step and dip you right in public Who you claiming that you touching? Yeah, I got time for the ops, I got time for the block But this music thing ain't gonna stop 'Cause I'm thinking ahead, I ain't even my best But I'll do what you do with no test Like free all my brethrens Free all my broskis In penitention Lord, please stay with them We on our way, now we on a mission Why you guilty, playing victim? I was burning bridges now I'm making them Taking trips but no recording them Moving different man, I got a plan Said he walking with me we ain't holding hands Broskii still flipping pans Take 'em with me like I'm Peter Pan Taking off, I hope we never land Let it blow you all the way to never land If you got something to say but don't know then don't speak on it I don't need .45, I can hold mine I'm a thief with it Put you to sleep with it I do not read minds but I ain't blind They a sheep with it I keep on leading them Swear I'm a nice guy but I'm losing patience Should I let it sing? I know she wanna breath I need to get to the bag Can't be thinking 'bout that I got new plans in store so I'm flowing I know they hating on me Know they waiting on me But this area, baby, ain't going I heard the word on the street Little critter, you creep Your men bluff and they sheep and you know it I know they plotting on me But relying on me, they can't help it They know that I'm chosen For the game