C Carter

Huh, yeah, huh Ladies and gentlemen uh, huh Boys and girls, huh Need y'all to just uh, huh, rock with me Uh, yeah, uh I used to dream about a Dodge Charger Suicide doors, sittin' on 24's I was tryna find a job, but shit, why bother? Being broke can make you try harder Sittin' in the house watchin' Coach Carter Plottin' on this fuckin' Cartier, hey Plus a nigga tryna go farther I finally arrived and nobody's here, hey I used to dream about a new Hummer Back when G.O.O.D. Music dropped Cruel Summer Back when niggas wondered if I'd do numbers Check the stats, boy, a nigga doing huge numbеrs Got this dime piece suckin' on my cucumbеr I ain't doin' too bad for a newcomer This life shit gave me scars with a bruise under, hm Certain shit will make you wonder (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) But that's a part of the game we call life, love is hard to attain My lil' brother drive a Jeep and I just bought him a chain A real nigga what I'm is and what I always remain But this bitch temptation keep callin' my name I wrote this song in LA, I was driving my Benz Thinking 'bout this road I'm on to acquiring ends I'm a fuckin' outlier, I retire these trends Niggas told me I was stupid just for hiring friends I used to dream about a Dodge Charger Suicide doors, sittin' on 24's I was tryna find a job, but shit, why bother? Being broke can make you try harder Sittin' in the house watchin' Coach Carter Plottin' on this fuckin' Cartier, hey Plus a nigga tryna go farther I finally arrived and nobody's here, hey Okay Listen to these proverbs, the odd words we call rap music That took me all across the globe, watch people react to it Big in self imagination, couldn't fathom elation And describe it with words, so I go illustrate it Illustrious rhymin' career, for which my rhymes are revered Clear signs of alignment shows my timing is near We all here for an assignment, severals souls that are migrant Simply vessels in this climate, solitary confinement I break free every time that I wake My fate bleeds and create seeds that eventually blossom to trees Getting rid of all the extra shit I thought I would need I put your head on the swivel, wear my heart on the sleeve But just breathe, the simple exercise can even rectify Our greatest sins, although my days won't end next to God I atone for all of my wrongs throughout songs But let him who is without sin go cast the first stone, motherfucker I used to dream about a Dodge Charger Suicide doors, sittin' on 24's I was tryna find a job, but shit, why bother? Being broke can make you try harder Sittin' in the house watchin' Coach Carter Plottin' on this fuckin' Cartier, hey Plus a nigga tryna go farther I finally arrived and nobody's here, hey (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)