Intro:
You said you've loved
Well boy you've got some living to do
[Verse 1]
Introductions
Well that's as relevant as putting wax on the turn table and cutting it
And knowing what the f** you doing now a day
Or saying you emcee
Knowing you couldn't visualize or bat an eye
Fantasize about anyone who sicker or slicker
Fingers been sick of itching they palms, man lets get it on
Man where's that money we promised?
Where's that villa home, yacht, pot to piss in Bahamas?
I want the problems, that they told me come with the money
I want the throttles, that they told me come with the luggage
I want the bottles, that they told me come with the bubbles
I want the models, chickens only here for the money
I want the fakest b**h in the world on my lap
Silicone on her rack, or silicone in her back
Chit chat, with only yes men
And if I had a question, let the only sword that I hold be the fact
That I couldn't ask for an answer
Watch me become my own cancer
If the day should ever come, where I forget where I'm from
[Hook x2]
They said that child born
Can you hear me now?
They watch that child grow
Can you hear me now?
They said that child blessed
Can you hear me now?
And now that child on and he the man now
[Verse 2]
I'm sayin' "Who the man?" "Who the man?"
Play like I don't know 'till they bark back like you the man
And I say you right, flow colder than yuletide
And if you tried to lace up my 9 point 5's and take a stroll in my new life
Could you carry every trial I conquered
Could you take life? Could you love?
And could you trail blaze on the path I fathered?
I conquer, that's enough said
It was all a dream, that's enough said
That's a BIG vision, that's a big kitchen
That's a marble floor that's a BIG symptom of
Mo' money chased by mo' problems
No honey you ain't gotta hide em
Its always so funny when you come from the bottom
They say the climb ruins you, I just call it beautiful
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
So mister how's the love? "It's been beautiful"
How's the hate? "It's been beautiful"
Any terrain and it's maneuverable
I'm tryna live and leave a legacy that's suitable
Me I call it beautiful, you might deem unusual
To see a man moving mountains, let me tutor you
From my vantage point, I'm settin' from a newer view
I see you squint behind your ant hill
The child on, but the man still k**
[Hook x2]