Together, baby - you and me
That's the way ... it's got to be
[Verse 1]
For 2014 the vision is 20-20
Without a little paper for living, ain't nothing funny
People either see you as driven or money hungry
Either way never catch me bummy. Ain't't noting slummy
My city on the map. Call it Al Borland Home Improvement
City plans – the fam, we re-zone the movement
I'm at the home ??? no intrusion
Flows is puttrid. Fashion cold-stupid
I chose love over money like a broke cupid
Life been a maze. Tryina find a road through it
Few scars; more bruises; more music
More 'f** them all'. I'm not above it
You gotta love it
Can't nobody string you on if you're not a pupit
Still I want to be among them stars like I got abducted
I finna hide cash in the cupboard
And get paid by the truck load
Box of ???
[Hook]
Talk a lot about hate like it's real when it ain't
{Let's find love}
I got a new year to celebrate moves and music to make
{Let's find love}
Taking it back to the days of ca**ette tape tape tape
{Let's find love}
I gotta do work then recline with these grapes
{Let's find love}
[Verse 2]
This year it's time for new moves; stick the landing
Been the man ever since I broke through the lamb skin
Cold as it gets. Still I want more fans
But I can't take shorts. I'm in my grown man pants
Fam's sk**s to a t. Matter of fact – a bu*ton down
This is for all my people. Glad you stuck around
I gotta a**a**inate sayings though. What up now?
I got no time for them actually. f** 'em, pal
From where I stand now there's too many positives
Dreams in my oculus. Skrilla gets deposited
Music for the populus. Attire still the properous
Sight is telescopic plus the height is helicopters, kid
You ain't write your own rhyme. They telepromptered it
I'm hot; red element. Y'all is moderate
They should give big Jeff a doctorate
Rockin it. Now I'm talking sh**. How you love it though?
[Hook]