Dom Kennedy - Judgement Day lyrics

[Dom Kennedy: Verse 1] I told her this a little tale about a n***a driving big wheels At the video shoot its looking like tip drill Chill or be k**ed is the motto cause this sh** real To be a millionaire, I wondered how that sh** feel At the swap meet but we still spending big bills Watchout for the pot hole n***a cause it gets ill Other people's money yeah we are eating scrimp still Independent n***a I just seen a house for ten mil' Damn this girl just left her number on my windshield Took her to the Dodger game, let her touch the infield I ain't gotta call her everyday and we friends still Just text a n***a when you tryin' get yo' limbs peeled Don't just think a n***a rap cause I been real I don't give a f** if yo n***a had ten deals He still can't buy a Lamborghini, he's a weenie Tell him stay in his place before I get him erased What's his face [What's his face] You know he rap with what's his face, they really stink up the place It's too f**ing late, these n***as trying to be me, it's too f**ing late Im too f**ing great, turn up the ba** Let me show you little n***as how to run a race I told'em I could beat you if I was running late I know some girls with tattoos that say come and play so I come and play And OPM til it's over and another day And thats what I'll tell the Lord on judgement day (2x), on judgement day And I wanna wish my people eternal grace If not here maybe in a new time and place I sip beer while I listen to "Find A Way" Tryin' to find a way, and OPM til it's over and another day Im with my son girl call me another day, and thats what I'll tell the Lord on judgement day On judgement day, On judgement day