Kembe X - Visions lyrics

[Verse 1] Damn, n***as tryna stick my for my paper They can't though Never unprepared for a snake See my bank is lookin just a little less than swoll I'm feelin sick, I guess that's just the way depression goes Shorties gimme lip, these b**hes give me dirty hugs Mabry got the whip, and we blow it by the thirty nug My brother Spliff is sayin all the sh** I'm ponderin Lost my mind, but I feel God's still tryna test my tolerance Ya arms too short to box my conscience Too wise in the booth, n***as droppin knowledge You f**in with my city? n***a stop the nonsense Hella crime on the nine; n***a stop the violence f**in with the team get ya spot demolished Bow down in respect when you spot your highness You're blind if you don't see the prophet in me Even paralysed motherf**ers rockin with me (Hook) "Visions of the world being mine" [x8] [Verse 2] Off the lean I'm crusin at a humble speed Rollin green, then we blow it like a tumble weed Pops used to be the only one to come to He said run with your dreams, and just promise not to fumble Life is love son, tell all them hatin n***as "f** you" Cause when it's said and done, you do what the f** you want to Everything is crucial if negatives seduce you These b**hes on my j**els isn't never sh** I'm used to My new schedule is stocked with shows Money, clothes, silly hoes? I got lots of those Real n***as on my side? Got a tribe of those To reach my goals, and avoid all them obstacles I got a vision Livin in a prism Where the homies sent to heaven And the hoes get sent to prison New track and all the fans say it's a favorite 'fore they listen n***as tryna change they ways, they think the savior has arisen But it's just (Hook) [Verse 3] I got a vision of a globe that's restin in my sole possession Such exposure, make TV seem like a measley Oprah weapon Provide the guidance for the people lost with no protection You test me, got my n***as headed off in yo direction Homie this is bullsh**, I'm contemplatin' quittin' They makin' out my life to seem like everything it isn't These b**hes say they love me, lose the feeling in an instant Then when I act like I'm hurt they got the nerve to say I'm trippin Who's the best ain't just a question, n***as testin my resistence Ain't projected my success so now they testin' my ballistics My mindset always definite, I never play with ifs and I'm hungry for they money, and I'm deaf to they statistics I'm like a new brand of cool to these n***as They hungry for the truth, and I'm like food to these n***as So now I spend my spare time schoolin these n***as And I wrote this f**in book, ain't no foolin' me n***a