I spit it from my heart, yeah I spit it from my soul

I've been trying to make a living and a million off a dollar and a dream and what I wrote

Yeah, I said I wanna turn my papers into papers and I know I cannot fold

So that's why I gotta rap my dream, schooling y'all like a dean, these my goals

I only got a couple dollars and dreams

#1's to get on stage and hear hollers and screams

Shouting my name, giving hope like fountains of change

Getting respect 'cause I'm sick and I ain't sounding the same

2's a full-time producer who can make the beats, served on a plate to eat 'cause I'm a blatant beast

And it's also to set the mood of the song, never doing it wrong, let's keep it moving along

#3 is to put all of the competition under me

Come to freeze the game and plunder beats with stuff that's fun to speak

4 is to be able to provide for the fam, never get stuck in a maze like I'm signing with Cam

Making sure that everything goes aligned with the plan

Making my dad proud while he's spending time on the can

But just know that all these dreams are inspired by what I've been through

Let's let the hook hit and after that, we'll continue

I spit it from my heart, yeah I spit it from my soul

I've been trying to make a living and a million off a dollar and a dream and what I wrote

Yeah, I said I wanna turn my papers into papers and I know I cannot fold

So that's why I gotta rap my dream, schooling y'all like a dean, these my goals

I spit it from my heart, yeah I spit it from my soul

I've been trying to make a living and a million off a dollar and a dream and what I wrote

Yeah, I said I wanna turn my papers into papers and I know I cannot fold

So that's why I gotta rap my dream, schooling y'all like a dean, these my goals

Back to the goals, I guess we're on the 5th now

When labels search for artists, I hope I would be picked out

But how do I do that?

I always get moved back in line by one-hit wonders, but whatever they spew's wack

I come with heart and a message, all of my bars are impressive

The instrumental's torn apart when I wreck it

But though my art is a lesson, how does it reach to the people?

That's #6: hope my words would fly as far as an eagle

And when I'm rhyming plenty, I hope that it touches the minds of many

Like the lines of Kenny, it's way more than just dimes and pennies

It's about giving advice and bringing everything I've written to mics, steady spitting it tight

#7, finally, the perfect ending on a perfect number

It's that even though I'm great, the fans don't bring my verses slumber

And be the greatness lurking under

'Cause me? I just got to blow

Sorry for the end of the spotless flow

I spit it from my heart, yeah I spit it from my soul

I've been trying to make a living and a million off a dollar and a dream and what I wrote

Yeah, I said I wanna turn my papers into papers and I know I cannot fold

So that's why I gotta rap my dream, schooling y'all like a dean, these my goals

I spit it from my heart, yeah I spit it from my soul

I've been trying to make a living and a million off a dollar and a dream and what I wrote

Yeah, I said I wanna turn my papers into papers and I know I cannot fold

So that's why I gotta rap my dream, schooling y'all like a dean, these my goals