Verse One:
So close to perfect
Shining like the sun don't close the curtains
Success, Is it really worth it?
But, I'm so confident like wtf is nervous?
Believe in me
Doritos. Hot peppers. Cheese and meat
Born in a city where they play for keeps
Link card bars gotta feed the streets
They say I dream too big
I say they think too small
I'm tryna be Eddie Murphy. Not Lil Duval
Might run for mayor just to make new laws
Music is therapy I do this sh** for y'all
Dodging potholes deeper than the grave
Of a shorty in the field who don't know that he a slave
At the mall picking cotton. On the block being brave
Until he meet the mortician or get locked in a cage
Verse Two:
Pa**ionate with the poems the potency in my pen
Took us to overtime I'm just praying that we win
Dunk contest scores all my women are some tens
Arguing every week like, here we go again
She caught up in the sites and I'm caught up in the life
Listen to your heart don't believe all the hype
Tryna do it B.I.G? You Got Damn Right..
How BIG? like B.I.G before March 9th
And Lately I been stressed
And visibly depressed
Ironically running out of time chasing my success
All the curses in my songs
Granny telling me I'm blessed
All my friends on my phone and they telling me i'm next
All these rappers getting on and I'm really not impressed
Everybody getting shot I might invest in a vest
Am I the kanye west? Will I pa** this pa** this test?
Verse three:
If I die would you cry for me?
I need your support could you try for me?
Matter fact bend it over drop it low for me
I need the type of chick that a lie under oath for me