THE THEME SONG

I'm armed and ready, the losses and the pain, it was heavy

I can't take two years off this year, I'm breakin' the levees

Hurricane flow, I got the clientele, I can't lay ghost

Flamethrower, I'm goin' high as hell where my brain go

I can peep the future, this music is how I paint dough,

The game fed, I hear all the talkin', sayin' the game dead

You lookin' at the coldest **** breathin', time to make beds

I'm wide awake, springtime, I'ma play, I'm out the way

Cookin' up this music, the flows stupid, this not a race

The placing of my pace to wait, the hunger to submit

My face on Rushmore's of heavyweights, the daily grace of patience

I'm chasin' everything, shit, I was born to toe-to-toe with greats

I cannot lose, I tighten round and boost on ****

I was never bitter, I can't sit back a quitter

I just sit back, I let the weather get him

Will they ever get him?, I ain't playin' with him

I was born alone, I was the first out the womb

Just to take it along, I go to war with him and him

And line em up with this sword, another level I'm on

I want more, it's been long, I've been waiting, its on

To climb the highest tone

I'm guessing this the price of being great

I'm steady balancing my faith

Sometimes you gotta go and beat the grass to rattle with the snakes

I came a long way from featherweight, from hoopin' now I elevate

All I wanted was be known for something, now I'm more than great

I was born to hustle, flex my muscle, now I'm on the way

Remember **** doubted me

I conquered with a golden plate, it's set in stone

I just needed time to put my mind in place

H-O-D, that's on the way

The era where I meet with grace, the next chapter

Get back to myself, when I discovered passion

In 2010, even back then, I was still crackin'

Didn't let distractions in, you gotta subtract to win

And now it's no ceilings, I'm self-centered, born again

Huh, hunger, hunger, hunger, huh

Come and take a trip into my mind when I explore the route

Looked into my rear, I seen the fear, I gotta burn this house

Shaking sand and greeting hands with the past

I know some ones who still mad, spending time, they seeking flash

I learned to listen, and I ask, gotta soak the game

I found my lane, I turn it up a tad

Sometimes you gotta remind em, I can't find em

Who forever last?, the hunger games?

This the year I'm adding value to my name

This my Tuscan leather, drought 3

I'm jumping over names like Ant-Man

And rap like I ain't got a dollar to my name

A dollar and a dream, my come up to be

And you can look into my eyes and see the furnace and heat

Just give it time and see who's still around

Who fuckin' with me, please