Samsquanch - Figured it Out (Outro) lyrics

[Verse 1: D-Trigg] Its Trigg Yo Uh I done figured it out Now watch as they scream and they shout Road to the riches I'm scheming it out All of them haters believe in me now So, I'm taking this CD and bringing it with me Till everyone know that this youngin' is k**ing sh** Reckless and ignorant Yeah, we be getting it Ready to blow Patience is a virtue Step back or I might hurt you I'm k**ing off these rappers Send 'em home like they got curfews Now listen what them words do A rap god who ain't blossomed yet Dropped some songs for the 828 Them white kids say it's awesome, bet I'ma spread my music Cause i know some of y'all can use it People patting on my back and rub me like they buddhists Im a rose , they a tulip In other words, I stand out Working towards my dreams, they just hoping for a handout [Chorus] x2 I done figured it out Ain't nothing in front of me now Them obstacles, breaking 'em down Young n***a I'm getting it now Yeah I'm getting it now [Verse 2: SASS] Aight Trigg Yeah homie, man I like this Every verse that I write sick Man why y'all think that I might switch I still be k**ing them mics b**h Still drinking beer like a white kid Not thinking clear up in my head When that ink appear in my pad My problems gone Weird, maybe they weren't problems all along Yo, put me on, I go off on songs Yo, f** you haters, all y'all was wrong I ain't even trying, this is on the humble You call me out? Well damn, y'all in trouble I'm a stand up guy, they fall and stumble Yeah, you in the endzone The ball was fumbled like fifty yards back sh**, trying to put my city on the map Drinking whiskey, it's jack Get greedy on the track Man, I'm done with y'all Cause y'all are b**hes And money is over them Oh yeah, now I'm starting to get it No room to eat like apartment kitchens Aight dawg, I'm finished [Chorus] x2