Ab-Soul - Mayday lyrics

[Produced by Willie B] [Intro] This sh** right here is like.. Heh This, this sh** right here is like the calm before the storm Like little kids playing in Japan before Hiroshima got bombed on Yo [Verse 1] I'm sick of holding back, Jay told me go harder How else am I gonna prove I'm the number one author? Sometimes I wake up in the morning mourning for my father And the more I think about it - the more I get stronger It didn't k** me, it contributed to the growth I take five dollars - contribute it to the smoke I rather get high while I'm living at the bottom But even when I rise, you'll see my red eyes Like the last flight to the night See I done soared through the air like fighting a knight I've seen bad times, and I cherish the good My sentences give life, man, fly me a kite if you would I'm so introspective All it took was a pen and a little reflection But what does it to take to be number one? Will one of you motherf**ers please answer the question I'm starving out here, and I haven't prayed to God in so long He'll probably try to charge me for a blessing, am I wrong? [Hook] Hold on, mayday Ab-Soul, you driving them crazy Ah-ha! Fooled you No matter how heavy the situation, we pull through Yeah, yeah I do it for the love I do it for ya'll I do it cause I'm the one That's it, that's all [Verse 2] I never gave up, n***as want me to raise up But I'mma kick it 'till my f**ing flower bed's made up Tear a f**ing stage up every time we hit a venue Eating all rappers - Vibe magazine is like a menu Shall I continue? You said yes didn't you? Seven star general, all from being lyrical Cause how is it that what I'm saying give you a visual? I promise all competition candlelight vigils Quite the individual, deliver the mayhem Like swine born in the springtime, I'm borderline psycho When I come up with lines to bite your f**ing face off, ya'll ain't trying to face off Ab-Soul, divine with the rhymes Bring sight to the deaf and sound to the blind Ya'll do it for the light intertwined with lime I do it cause on the mic ain't none of ya'll better Top Dawg, y'all mice, taking all of ya'll cheddar Am I right? f**ing right, yeah! [Hook] [Verse 3] Cause 2010 I'm trying to ball n***a Like shooting jump shots in the mall n***a Cause my skies are gray You could say I'm a goose in a pond of some hard liquor I tend to go overboard with the metaphors Still walking in the shadow of my team Jay Rock finna blow - 2010 fo sho And K-Dot and C4, but what about me? It's kind of hard to say you top notch Parking your bucket in front of your mom's spot Still getting dime bags on credit Girl wanna go out, all you can afford is IHOP It's f**ed up right? That's where I'm at with it I'm finna crack like a egg hatch, stand back [Hook] [Verse 4] And in the midst of the bullsh** I'm still nothing to fool with The type of n***a b**hes wanna get cool with Primarily cause of my future in music They seen me shake Nipsey Hussle's hand I hear them whisper to themselves, "he's the f**ing man" I do one song with Gla**es And I'm the talk in all the high school cla**es In the studio with Game Just soaking up game like he's standing in the rain So when I'm in the booth (Mayday!) Better yet, I'm finna make it my new AKA Yeah, Willie B what up? sh**'s hot sorta like a temperature n***a, keep it up Uh, and please turn your speakers up Cause Eric Wright couldn't make it look easier Rest in peace, my n***a But since you've been gone, I've been k**ing these n***as [Hook]