(Hook)
There's a lot of ways to say it
There's a lot of ways to write it
But not too many ways to
Get them all excited
All these thoughts inside my mind
Cannot find a way to fight it
All these words I wanna say
Cannot find a way to write it
[Verse 1]
Back in the CV
Gone Mainstream
With my whole team
Till we see green
Till we make cream
Till these dreams
Are reality
I started as a seed
But boy I'm finna grow
When I got this mike
In my hand, Haters Know
I'm vibing on this beat
With chill flow
Haters, saying
Where the grammy tho
Chill Chill
All in good time
In the meanwhile
I taking the game
Making it mine
The Come Up is on
I'm on my grind
Look in the words
Then you will find
I only spit the truth
Thats all i speak I speak
When I'm in the booth
MC's Knees get week
Run It
(Hook)
[Verse 2]
I don't rep hood
I rep me
There still catching shots
Watchem bleed
Pulling out their Glock
Shoot up on the street
Filling up the cell block
Make that 63
Numbers are rising
Less are free
Leaves begin fall
There goes your famliy tree
Got 20/20 vision
They still can't see
The pain in your heart
Is caused by your racial greed
Econimic Greed
Social Greed
Lies they tell You
Money is all you need
Black is hood
Thats all you'll ever be
Who needs all these haters
With friends Like these