Moosh - 2AM in Philly lyrics

[Verse 1: Moosh] Look, I'm on the verge of getting famous and getting married At thirteen, teachers knew I was a visionary I'm kinda wishing my parents sent me to seminary Cause I'm a slave to the p**y because I bit the berry Dog, I'm rapping like I been there before Cause I gotta go and get it like my friend at the door Man, we giving people careers, I'm so accustomed to that They say it costs to be the boss, I guess I'm running with that Mercedes-Benz, man that thing is incredible Highly respectable, black-on-black body, you would think that it's federal Pull up on schedule, eating a edible Smoking weed in public like it's acceptable Man, I'm so f**ing credible (Ah!) This alcohol, it got me driving like I'm Mrs. Daisy I'm swerving in and out your lane, you like, "This n***a's crazy" Rose gold everything, got a check on my wrist And trust I only said that word on a record like this Dog It's like every time I spit a verse, someone get their feelings hurt God forbid I spit a curse, I just want this sh** to work If you talkin', hit me first Behind my back is just the worst, that can put you in a Hearse God damn, what a beautiful day Girl, I wanna take you out, so it's cool if you stay And you ain't even gotta ask because she's special to me And she know I'm only half of what I'm destined to be I'm like four, five seconds away from spraying these dudes Tell me what the hell I say to these dudes Me and Twizzy paved the way for these dudes, they couldn't walk a single day in my shoes The ship's sinkin', ain't no savin' these dudes Dog, look what type of crib I'm at Stacking up my dividends Hit the stage, break a leg, damn, Shaun Livingston Boy so nice, got the whole world listenin' Kicking down the door, cause that's the only way I'm gettin' in (Brrat!) [Verse 2: Twist] Yeah, I always had these big dreams deep down, so I'm rhyming now Roley on my wrist, perfect timing now I got the heart of a lion and tiger blood, word to Kylie now Homie, somebody should probably calm me down And now I like the way I'm rhyming on Beats like it's Ramadan I be on Lil Wayne sh**, got my styrofoam Lay the wood down up on my chick, like a xylophone Periodically, I'm in my element, though I'm tryna change the world and get it, that's my main objective And you can stay corrected, never keep my name in question You're like the WiFi at my crib, we got a lame connection Hangin' out the window, gang signs I'm throwin' up, just like I'm anorexic Uh, this sh** is nasty to me I'm tryna tell y'all motherf**ers how it happened to me I spaz on a beat So you don't got that pa**ion to me I want the whole damn thing, and you's a fraction to me I'm on this Chinatown bus, I got this duffle bag, full of work co*ky with the flow, I could pa**, but I put it first This sh** is crazy, the world that we live in's f**ed up These cops asking questions second and shooting bullets first You mean to tell me that we're different cause my skin white? Put this on my life, that's my brother, f** the skin type See, I don't see a difference I was raised a little different Cause of pigment, they would only give me five, and he would get life? Damn, back to the topic at hand So let me rap about the club, and all this guap in my hand And let me lie about these b**hes that be hittin' my phone And let me tell you 'bout these pictures that they send to my phone Truth is, I got a girl in my life that I love crazy And I don't really party, ain't been in the club lately Got a best friend I've known since I was six named Moosh Money Anything in life, he would do for me Yeah, everybody tryna ask me what the tour like They be like, "You be on tour, right?" I be like, "Yeah" They be like, "Yo, tell me 'bout the tour life" I be like, "I been f**in' sleeping on the floor, like, sh**" I deserve it Feel like I deserve it (Yeah)