(Intro Talking)
Now when I woke up today I was feeling more than a man
I was feeling extra ordinary
And I want to take some time out to let you know exactly how I feel
I feel like a prophet
(Verse 1)
Told my momma she's see gonna see 60
60 in the Saab switched scenes since the 6 speed
How do you expect me to be the man now?
Man of the house when we just got evicted
When I'm an alcoholic, who's also weed addicted
Living past nostalgic while chasing shots and women
I pushed my limits, found the blindfolds existed
We all put them on when we just can't live it
I'm a musician who's a huge fan of music to
When I'm feeling blue there's no telling what a song can do
I remember Em opened my mind like a Rubix cube
And since then I'm thinking that I can do the same for you
Coming on 22 it's funny
Who thought I only rapped about blowing milk, and stacking money?
Tax it for me I'm k**in' y'all like taxidermy
Pa** my pad and let me scribble y'all a little story
Little Germy growing in a single story home
Lone child, imagination running wild
Houses never owned, I thought you should know
But they rented, I invented rap as a way for us to end it too bad
Some days I wish that I could just send it back
Because I know I've been to happy to be feeling this damn sad
I can't even defend it I just hope you get this message
If you died tomorrow, I hope today that you could read this letter
I don't wanna be a rapper I just wanna live our life better
I just want you to live your life better
(Chorus)
I'm living in a pursuit of the profits
Nonstop, it's true I could of bought this for you
Life, what did you do me to me?
Mines like a movie screen I only speak for what I've seen
Life
The profits
V2
I told my pops that he ain't gotta work no more
Sit back and them put a carpet on your floor
Snuck blowing Dutches in the hutch out the cellar door
Started moving nuggets and that became the seller's door
I used to get mad when I wanted what we couldn't afford
Now i gotta 4 door screaming down street
Wolf gang in my tape deck vibing to the beat of some Static Selectkah
Few chickens in the back like what the f** is safe s**?
These rappers ain't safe yet
Missiles in my mic like the rest this verse a d**h threat
S on my chest Clark Kent prophetic funk
Said I knew I get here once Carny dumped her out the trunk
Get up and jump, I think we're really gonna make it fam
Like Sterling on draft day
Said we'll take the hard work, they're tryna cut corners the fast way
Pan flashes, now I been hurting to long, I think it's time to cash in
But I know you earn it don't deserve, so let's flip the script backwards
Swear I'm the villain courage cowardly scared of me
I gotta 36 for these rappers obituaries
Cemetery bury em and pop their hoes cherries up
Bullets take the body alive turned it to the k**er's canvas
I'm Reggie miller in 95 I hit it do or die and I can't miss
One shot man I can't miss
(Chorus)