Tre of UCB - Podium lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Cobain] Mines is family over everything And getting money is the song I sing Churches with dirty pastors my people pa** the collection plate He buy the Benz with acres of crazy real estate That's motivation, my people living wicked That's food for thought you muthaf**as can do the dishes And I got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important Instead of birth they should've contemplated abortion I got a girlfriend she like them Gucci shoes She hold a n***a down, you deserve them boo Rolling in Porsches I see it I need that Panamera I'm going gorilla on n***as I think I'm Che Guevara I got Virginia, they with me, it ain't another realer Don't f** with chickens them b**hes will give you salmonella This BOA, what's your motivation I summed it up in a verse my Kelly Rowland's waiting [Hook: Tone P] I said patience persistence got the world listening My city's culture to the game now in existence What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation Not concerned with most rappers me I'm a king Bars crazy of course I'm living the dream What's your motivation huh, What's your motivation [Verse 2: Wale] Motivated no debate I'm a-f**in-mazing So f** the speculation b**h I'm as cold as basements See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite Though you know you the greatest the totem pole is just way up And you down, hold it down for my n***a them Lost my n***a last week, tears still lingering Though it's strange, growing pains have a way of teaching us Though I'm chasing dreams I don't ever care for sleeping much Lacerate the swisher gotta fill it with some k**a Got me feeling light headed yea n***a Philip Rivers Weird n***as make sick too I don't need no pistol Cause everybody know all of my n***as with me skipped school Cla**less n***as ask me if they give a f** They blast for me and I don't roll with no atheist I give my lady love, I need my lady's love You be chickens like Smokey tripping off angel dust Tony Lewis told me do it Told me rep the city good keep the board moving I'm a good winner, I'm a sore loser And I be getting to the point just like a short hooper Earl Boykins I 'm hearing voices I try and listen Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen I'm tryna get you I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition [Rick Ross Talking] [Hook] [Bridge: Tre of UCB] I hear the people talking I know these haters watching I know the souls and spirits with me, walking with me They can't break my concentration I know the road I'm taking I know the moves I'm making I am my inspiration [Hook]