[Part 1: Day Dreaming]
[Intro]
[Verse 1: Visuals]
All we ever needed was the practice
Takin' these words and we turn them into action
Imagine if I could make it happen
I know the tactics of being ma**ive and f** all distractions
Smokin' and tokin' my chakras stay open
Got only one goal and I got to stay focused
This game has awoken one that has always been chosen
I'm pa**ing that potent, I live for the moment
And know that we takin' these body counts
Until the bank account containin' large amounts
Me and my team hungry no way we starvin' now
Pick that sh** up and now you know it's goin' down
All this sh**'s crazy, swear that it's crazy
Compared to the sh** that's been happenin' lately
These n***as don't phase me I know that they tryin' to break me
I teach them to never mistake me
Just know your survival is when all your idols
They start to become all your rivals, pause
No recitals and interpret the Bible
Surrounding yourself with a couple disciples ‘cause
Successors are made out of pressure of living through all this oppression
And Lord, this is a list and I'm spittin' confession
Send down your blessin's so I can just keep on progressin'
I know that they doubtin' me
sh** I was raised to know that they will never be proud of me
Even when I am on top of the game
I know they still gonna be lookin' down on me
Matter of fact, all that matters is spittin' some facts
Hopin' that rappin' will get me some stacks
And I will bring it all back and a mil' to my city I'm taking my half
I'm still dreaming ‘bout that, f** wit it
Ridin' around with my n***as
Yellin' out f** the world and the system
And if you ain't wit it then just pay attention then
Know that our mission to wipe y'all existence
So while we still multiplying our division
Subtractin' the missin' and addin' the difference
And puttin' more commas up into our pension (woo!)
[Verse 2: Trev P]
Systematic life yo
And if you ain't hip then you would never even know
Blind to the haters, we can't see you through the smoke
And I swear I'm reppin' Systematic 'til the day I croak
No joke, slip me the note, rolled in this b**h and I'm ready to smoke
I am the head and I'm runnin' the show
We got the tracks so just let me know
I never bluff, I've had enough
f**in' ya' girl and I'm beatin' it up
k**in' a b**h that deliver real tough
Smokin' that weed but we ain't rockin' Huf
We in the trap, they never thought Systematic could rap
Man, what type of sh** is that!
Runnin' the game while we joggin' these laps
f** all the fame we accumulate stacks
Shout out to fans I appreciate that, I appreciate that
I'm gonna make it, respect that I earned
They didn't do sh** I'm takin' my turn
With the new day comes a new thing you learned
Could you stop talkin' this meetin's adjourned
God is my maker, the Devil my friend
Who the f** knows where I'll be in the end
My script is vicious don't hand me the pen
What do I want? Well I guess that depends
Guess we could start with the murdered out Benz
They tryin' to flex but they don't got a set
Shoutout to Lui, we leavin' a dent
Of course I said that, I said what I meant
Marlborough High can't really see what I'm doing
I'm spitting fuego this sh** is so fluent
My flow is different, was never congruent
b**h blow the whistle, I'm comin' out shootin'
Droppin' the track and we know that your viewin'
I'm in the building just copped the new blueprint
Y'all always talkin' but really don't do sh**
They always askin' like, “Where is your new sh**?”
Then I just tell them, “You'll know when I do it.”
f** all these haters my brothas stay troopin', my brothas stay troopin'
Trev P b**h, aye, aye, aye (aye, aye, aye)
[Part 2: The Message]
[Verse 3: Visuals]
You can find me with the same team, same dream
With all odds against me
Still need some more money my cars almost empty
Still whippin the ‘Cord with some dreams of a Bentley
Please do not f** with my legacy (Noo!)
Please do not f** with my energy, still giving all I have left in my soul
Roll one to smoke while I get in my zone just to k** every flow
And just so you know that I'm back, heard that they been talkin' but I'm here now
Funny when the chance come around you never hear a sound
And from the sound of it you riding with some counterfeits
I see what happens when you finally get all the acknowledgement
I'm finding where my conscience is, on a higher plateau
You've always been beneath me like the gravel
This competition wanna go toe-to-toe with the battle
If these wanna-be's want the beef then I'm roundin' up the cattle
Who knows if they be talkin' ‘bout war zones
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm out here flexin' like torsos
Saving all these poor souls
And I'm worth it no matter how much it cost me
I'm just trynna get all of my bill ups like Chauncey, yea
How they gonna question a livin' Jesus?
Wait until I get my own island like Revis
Another adolescent, out here questionin' if you actually got my message