Y'all really know man that real sh** Fifty thirteen sh** Twenty twelve sh** Type a sh** that be going through my mind like When I'm seeing dollars sounds like Gold bars are obstacles I climb Illuminator haters find light And they sh**ting on them n***as too That's why I wake up feeling like the truth And that n***a won't be stopped Hard hustle, just to take the pot n***as scheme every day Just to make a plot Read between the lines And connect the dots Yeah we living in tomorrow Twenty twelve, Bentley clip Full of hollows Them n***as getting it in on the battle field Ten chain, five rounds, soldier lack of fear Who knows man? This just might Fifty stars, thirteen stripes Making history on a daily basis Some people love it Some people hate it I see it in their faces You got the right grind I'm not trying to get left on the sideline So every think I wake up to thank God Check the guide lines on the damn ground A pin is on my timeline I'm putting it out Real music's from the very start And I do it f**ing big cause they say I couldn't And I do it even bigger cause they say I wouldn't Rolling numbers with a pair of dice SODMG that's paradise I'm going out Smoking as I flow Me and y'all got this rap sh** in the yo Couple helicopters, cribs and a boat Who the f**'s stopping us? And they pointing blocks for us Standing outside all night did a lot for books Can't take nothing away from me