Chorus:
The crowd was loud, screaming your name
But I have no sound, playing the same game
Suitcases, a black and white town
Similar faces, keep pulling me down
Its a mother f**ing celebration
Let the champerry pour(x2)
[Verse 1: Hart Break Kidd]
My homie I'm pa**ed great, all my verses historical
When I'm writing a verse, these rappers writing memorials
Saw it all in a dream, woke up went in and got it
I'm sicker over these flows, then any body that did it
Stay away from the fake, pretenders all of the real
Shake your hand with a smile, pretending over the deal
The thought of me in a Benz is leaving people uncomfortable
Cause I do the impossible, reaching for the intangible
Coming out the bottom the story became real
Story became real like visualizing a parable
When you walking with god, then really nothing can damage you
Long as you got your fam, there's nothing more of a value
Now pour me the Champerry, keep kush on the 360
Producing these sick lines, the score of a coke dealer
Smoking with rock stars, and sipping with fine women
You see it you go get it, there's really like no limit
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[Verse 2: Hart Break Kidd]
Looking out at the top, standing out at the bottom
Now I got the kinda flows to fly me over a mountain
Now watch me do it for real, I'm really illy for real
We posing with every girl, and call it shooting the k**
Living it very fast, I'm always chasing a mill
And touching on every dip, before we getting the bill
Thinking of hot lines, flashes that go by
Blow out the smoke first, and cough out a cold verse
Wasn't supposed to live, how I made it phenomenal
Me becoming a star, little more astronomical
School of the hard knocks we graduate where the techs play
And the game turns from ghetto queens to s** slaves
Number one vision, to make it on ambition
It ain't even about the cash, that really jus comes with it
Smoking with rock stars, and sipping with fine women
You see it you go get it, there's really like no limit
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