Produced By Nel Magnum
Interlude
[Sample of Cyrus Bean talking]
[Verse 1]
See The fam understands I'm everything they can't be
Even copped the hook-up flying in and out the country
It's been a minute now it's steady getting lanky
Break a little bread and let us ball, Banky
I'm from the underground, straight up out the concrete
Shorty in abroad send me money on the monthly
Basis, You hate this? lyrically we've made it
I am the reason why the game is so alive like Jumanji
Spit game Frankie, Big chain's swa*ky
Blood, sweat and tears, yeah we got it on the hanky
Dropped the Resume, It was up to me to launch me
And nowadays the boy's mood is swinging like a monkey
The day's getting older, Tomorrow's getting closer
Peeping God's creation from the eyes of beholder
We use to get exposure from friends turned imposter
And now they got our backs against the walls like a poster
Hook
From the rising in the morning to the setting of the sun
My philosophy is living like the future's never coming
We're basking in the moment cuz the future's in our hands
And tomorrow's never promised by some mutual understanding
From the vision of the eagle to the seers of the land
I'm believing as at present that the future there is stunning
Let us time-travel back to the deserts and the sands
Cuz today is really why I like the person am becoming
Verse 2
Maybe it's the vision, Or maybe repetition
C13's united, they be praying for division
If you never got to listen I forgave you your decision
So you'd better say it clearly who this game is really missing
The realest say they see us, call it super vision
Cuz they see me put in work and so I call it supervision
Haters steady dissing , they just wanna whipping
Cuz They shorties got they Pms saying 'I just wanna kiss him'
More so my thoughts go unsteady on these crossroads
Life is but a journey, who has traveled on his rough roads?
Knee-deep in pot holes, weeping as awful
As swallowing your pride ? Finna give a n***a sore throats
Path to me selling-out? Was never on that crash course
The Rhyme book is filled with money-trees like a cash crop
We Been around the world ,and we did it with no pa**port
Money, power, respect and the fame is all we ask for
Verse 3
Props to these legends offering reverence
Verses keep on popping here as often as Reverends
Fire alarm be going on and off in these sessions
And yet I am really down to earth,finna hop from the heavens
Of course I'm a legend plotting Oceans 11
Flowing like an Ocean, my motion's propelling
Devotion's compelling, Oh shoot I'm yelling
Cuz emotion is a villain when you're closer to selling
What is slavery to big chains? soph*more mixtape
Would never bring you boredom, I was sick before my spit game
Nel knows I'm this vain, we blowing more than 6K
To help me put out dope joints, It feel like we done pitch 'caine
I'm tryna get a bit involved and I ain't talking dealing raw
'Industry Material' and so they cut us from a different cloth
Verses like the winter's off ,gotta give the album credit
You couldn't hear a hotter flow even if a dragon said it