Juro "Mez" Davis - The Autograph lyrics

[Verse 1] They say anythings possible You gotta dream like you never seen obstacles Chasing obscene profits so we ain't stopping for the red lights Look in my rear view all I see is n***as headlights Catch me if you can ho They try and sack me and I scramble Look up in the sky you'll see exactly where I am bo Hey, don't you see me man? Making my wishes come true with no genie man I got the keys to my beamer with no Beenie Man I'm on these rich n***as a** no bikini man I bring the real to the day the Lord free me man Never imagined that the kids would wanna be me man Eh, could it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope Caught me walking through the mall, looking like he seen a ghost Simply had to approach, what's up young blood Ain't it strange, a year ago today, my n***a, I was counting change Yeah hopping trains up in New York city Though I gotta thank God cause if you weren't with me Then I surely woulda died, you can throw the fork in me This my New Years resolution, dawg No more Pork in me, uh, I ain't no m**m though Caron Butler I'm a wizard if he doesn't know Its young Simba, I'm ballin' 'til the buzzer blow You try and kick the sh** I kick you gon stub your toe Boy thats just how tough I go, see this is my life work This sh** you callin cla**ic, I be like that might work Want you to feel something new, thats how a dike work And ask me bout pressure, they wanna see my pipe burst Not tonight n***a Not tonight n***a Yeah, hey Hey, man, hey [Verse 2] Man, I rap so vicious but I talk so politely Never met a baby momma, momma who don't like me Met a couple baby fathers though they wanna fight me I hit her til she snooze, like the news n***a nightly Send her back to you when she no longer excites me No she bitter with this n***a cause he ain't quite me One things for certain baby, you are a wifey, two things for f**ing sure I am not the husband though, so run back to him while you still can He sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a real man I was ashamed all along and I still am We let the lust interupt something real, damn Girl we grown so you gotta play your own position I wouldn't say that you a ho, just made a ho decision Eh, you can blame it on the liquor like a prohibitions We both know thats what you wanted girl I know you listening Hey Girl I know you listening Uh I know you listening Hey, yeah [Verse 3] Shout out to the bootleggers who supply my sh** The fans online trying to find my sh** And to the n***as listening but won't buy my sh** And catch me in the street wanna ride my dick Y'all n***as is the worst, see me like “J. Cole homie, can you sign my burnt CD” n***a please, an album ten dollars You act like it's ten g's This food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers three's So at ease with that broke sh** We all tryna get a dollar boy, no sh** You know I feel ya pain, thats why I slang this hope sh** And give you lines that you rewind and think oh sh** These rappers talk a lot of money, cars and hoes sh** I give you that and a whole lot more sh** Than got richer and still rapping like I'm poor sh** You n***as think you know sh**, n***a you don't know sh** Ho b**h Yeah, Cole b**h J Cole n***a Hey