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It's obvious they don't see my vision I'm starting to wonder if they even listen I thought getting to this point would always take a minute But these New York minutes is really split seconds Mere moments we getting to make a quick connection Spent years with a person to only learn a lesson I realized that what I'm chasing is a lone profession Nobody takes time to call or send me message Cause ion have the time to hit somebody else's line I got beats money inspiration to find And now I know compared to some that I'm falling behind But mines was wasted so and I'm making up for lost time I Plutoed before I peaked I ain't reach my prime A nigga had a fall from grace and still bet I climb Some of you niggas had silver spoons But you know the vibes Can't even roll with the syndicates How you know the mobs Screaming fuck corporate America you holding jobs And ian knocking ya hustle I'm knocking who you are Show ya flaws up close but covered from far You look like Simba in the distance but I know you scar But Ian tripping that's regular shit I be expecting That's why you niggas could switch shit up at ya own discretion Never amazes me It is what it is but it's never what you say it be I'm on time like every time with no latency So you either gone pay for it or pay for me Respectfully I turned in the nigga you wait to be You in the mirror everyday you gotta wait and see Follow the codes to the letter I'm talking A to Z While I'm getting my point across like the light is green I'm at the bank with this 1 dollar this 1 dream Became everything just to become something Yall gotta feel that Long awaited November's coming in the fall seasons Thats bad bitches on all 4's in the 4 seasons I'm starting to have shorter weeks and longer weekends Owning shit that I dreamed of with no leases Its no heart So it's no love It's no weakness Just like minds And good vibes In team meetings Just go getters That's goal diggers And Goal driven Until we all touch cash money There's no limit I've been denied closure I'm just praying that the bitterness Don't turn into regret as I'm getting older That's just a few bumps in the road that I'll be getting over You can't change shit from the outside like Sammy Sosa That's like covering the best parts like a hairy chocha I like everything from red bones to dark mocha Long as she got her a good brain and a cold shoulder Cause ion need my bitch ran threw like red rover Just house clothes Some blunts rolled And a head of rollers Merch going crazy so after we fuck she filling orders We pass ported so we posted up in other boarders And we ain't tripping over titles and that's all she wanted Who's ever gone be around me gotta keep it ahunnid And anything I'm asking for I'll give you in abundance Easier said then done just to hold it down I'm learning mother fuckers got weak stomachs
Writer(s): Erik Spratley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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