Royce Da 5'9" - Wisdom lyrics

(Chorus) Can't be out here just giving all this wisdom If ni**as don't seem to believe my mission Can't see myself sitting inside no prison No need for money I got tunnel vision All I see is me keep on getting richer That's when I got that 20/20 vision If ni**as don't seem to believe my mission Can't be out here giving em all my wisdom (Verse 1 – Royce da 5'9″) Young ni**as better stay the f**k from out of my way Both of us could draw the first shot, it be like the tie break Ask my BMW dealer, we like them high rate I like straight skeezers who like Dave East, PNB Rock, and Wale Though this ain't no movie I got Jason V I got Michael Myers right on my waist But that won't stop him from tormenting nice…on Elm Street At my house and my new V right out in my driveway, huh Remember I'm the best…vocabulary in I don't stress, I'm rich, I'm Ashy Larry in the flesh, bi**h You haters busters, you Dave & Buster's, I'm David Justice I'm making Halle Barry my next pitch I ain't one of them you just could mess with, the Devil naked Up under that blue dress, that's like my d**h wish Rape her, contract an infection, if you scary Take you back to the essence, obituaries are actual confessions Today's lesson: we living in great rap depression To make a record takes more than just to stay black and reckless Do you have anything to say? That's impressive Do I listen to you at dinner and playback at breakfast? Hmm, do you know what a cla**ic is? Do you know the name of the place where your pastor is? Don't you know the rap game is based on sacrilege Man, I'm being petty Don't you know that war's an ancient acronym that stands for we ain't ready And while I'm…I could travel First place that it all went down was…Rock, now it's the gavel drop Before I had them hammer handles I had them handles Coulda been in the NBA instead of rapping if I had them hops 9-8, I got stung by a dragonfly Nowadays, I stay sharp as daggers while I'm stabbing the drop I keep a Mini Cooper that always follows behind me I call it Tavis Smiley, that's cause it's black and small I hate your cigarettes, I hate the smell of Black and Milds You hate me, I hate to tell you we at the top I ain't heard a decent bar in months, bruh I'm tired of hearing 'bout your stinking cars and all your dumb trucks How you be with stars and how your gun bust I'm here to rain on all you deer, young bucks, high and drunk f**ks Won't feel a thing we gon make this s**t quick and painless Lifestyle of the rich and gainless Right now you standing in the same place every day with a different payment Existing and renting space If ni**as ain't gonna innovate then the game gon renovate Okay, you got it, great go for a K And…on the interstate That's cool, but I choose to not leave the booth till I see pain on the interface When we pa**, our possessions ain't gon leave the ma**es F**k yo Audemar, your Patek Philippe, and your gla**es Bi**h (Chorus) Can't be out here just giving all this wisdom If ni**as don't seem to believe my mission Can't see myself sitting inside no prison No need for money I got tunnel vision All I see is me keep on getting richer That's when I got that 20/20 vision If ni**as don't seem to believe my mission Can't be out here giving em all my wisdom