[Intro]
I Hope They Hear Me!
Once again
Big moves bein' made everyday
We just pray they're the right ones
[Verse]
Okay, it's taking off, It's taking off
Heart racin' ya'll I'mma break em off
Everyday it's hard, I ain't made it dog
Still ain't got no Mercedes dog
Lemme catch my breath, oh, my boy lemme rep my set
Ask around I'm a threat, Prince of the game no red Corvette
Bread earner, tall slim head turner
I'm blowin' up; TNT; Ted turner
Accelerated learner
Leader, over achiever
A mamma's only son, never money over banita
And I see the finish line, lookin' right at them summer skies
Believin' I can fly until I'm show otherwise
Importing bolo's of knowledge like I'm a trafficker
Forget a Google search I'm tryin' to take ya to Africa
Calender full 1st to the 31st
It's Saturday I'm still catchin' up from Thursdays work
Thursday's work? Thursday's work. We get it in here
I want a fan a minute, that's half a mill by next year
60 times 24 times 365, calculate that smart guy
They say money's the root of evil, well I'm tryin' to find out
I'm in my hurry up offence for this cash boy, no time outs
We climbs outta every hole, breakin' each and every mode
I never let the word no take a tole
I'm sellin' out shows, not sellin' out my peoples
No, they ain't open the door but they lookin' out the peep hole
Sayin' dang he bold, he ain't quit yet
Do pigs fly? Is rain dry? No, now get wet
Cause I'm floodin' the market, platinum plus is the target
I'm a problem, you can't solve it, even if you went to Harvard
I am forward with the thinkin', plannin' 2015 out
I'm a have a crib made of all gla** like a green house
Just cause it sound cool. Would that astound you?
You thought you was the gate keeper, I went around you
Spin move, side step, like I'm playin' d-line
I'm at the top, lookin' down, throwin' up the peace sign
Middle finger plus the index
You disrespect you get chin checked
I'm clean as a window after Windex
But I hate sayin' I'm clean that's so typical
And if you notice life is cynical slash biblical
David and Goliath, homie that's nothin' but a metaphor
And it's a cold world, but I got the keys to the sweater store
And y'all good long as y'all with me
After party tell em y'all with Dee, and y'all in free
Front line soldier I ain't scared, send me
Them boys not victorious so they envy
We get em one by one, adults and the kids
And I don't run from none, I handle my biz
Cause when it's all said and done
Then it is what it is
The game was won by one, Dee-1 that is