Produced By Nel Magnum Interlude [Sample of Cyrus Bean talking] [Verse 1] See The fam understands I'm everything they can't be Even copped the hook-up flying in and out the country It's been a minute now it's steady getting lanky Break a little bread and let us ball, Banky I'm from the underground, straight up out the concrete Shorty in abroad send me money on the monthly Basis, You hate this? lyrically we've made it I am the reason why the game is so alive like Jumanji Spit game Frankie, Big chain's swa*ky Blood, sweat and tears, yeah we got it on the hanky Dropped the Resume, It was up to me to launch me And nowadays the boy's mood is swinging like a monkey The day's getting older, Tomorrow's getting closer Peeping God's creation from the eyes of beholder We use to get exposure from friends turned imposter And now they got our backs against the walls like a poster Hook From the rising in the morning to the setting of the sun My philosophy is living like the future's never coming We're basking in the moment cuz the future's in our hands And tomorrow's never promised by some mutual understanding From the vision of the eagle to the seers of the land I'm believing as at present that the future there is stunning Let us time-travel back to the deserts and the sands Cuz today is really why I like the person am becoming Verse 2 Maybe it's the vision, Or maybe repetition C13's united, they be praying for division If you never got to listen I forgave you your decision So you'd better say it clearly who this game is really missing The realest say they see us, call it super vision Cuz they see me put in work and so I call it supervision Haters steady dissing , they just wanna whipping Cuz They shorties got they Pms saying 'I just wanna kiss him' More so my thoughts go unsteady on these crossroads Life is but a journey, who has traveled on his rough roads? Knee-deep in pot holes, weeping as awful As swallowing your pride ? Finna give a n***a sore throats Path to me selling-out? Was never on that crash course The Rhyme book is filled with money-trees like a cash crop We Been around the world ,and we did it with no pa**port Money, power, respect and the fame is all we ask for Verse 3 Props to these legends offering reverence Verses keep on popping here as often as Reverends Fire alarm be going on and off in these sessions And yet I am really down to earth,finna hop from the heavens Of course I'm a legend plotting Oceans 11 Flowing like an Ocean, my motion's propelling Devotion's compelling, Oh shoot I'm yelling Cuz emotion is a villain when you're closer to selling What is slavery to big chains? soph*more mixtape Would never bring you boredom, I was sick before my spit game Nel knows I'm this vain, we blowing more than 6K To help me put out dope joints, It feel like we done pitch 'caine I'm tryna get a bit involved and I ain't talking dealing raw 'Industry Material' and so they cut us from a different cloth Verses like the winter's off ,gotta give the album credit You couldn't hear a hotter flow even if a dragon said it