City in the Stars (feat. Robert Ivory)

歌詞

Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah This for everybody You gon' be a star, shooting from afar You gon' be ignited when they don't like who you are I know who you can be, I know what your plan be I know you understand me, and I know that you never wrong, yeah, you're never wrong What you want? Like what you want? Money burn fast as the sun Hoes only last until it's gone High fashion don't help fatten the starved Compassion is Lacking in the masses, the rich is fastin' While the lower class is clappin' for em Pourin' to they pockets double tappin' On they watches never stoppin', steady clockin' into jobs Only option is to rob, I let them rob me of my dream That I believed could be achieved if he'd just give me a break To breathe, or is it too late for me? I don't wanna give up, but it's gettin' close I went all in and now I wanna fold I just wanna make it, I just wanna make it, I just wanna make it I'ma motherfuckin' take it, and I'll take it when I want Been doin' hindu practice, imagine ajna Niggas askin' me to drop, but I'ma drop it at my top, bitch, my peak Got a lot of time to build up my will from defeat Was too comfy for me at the ground floor, I re- 'Member what was read, I had to jump on my feet Root of all evil, deceitful people own your green Protect your heart before they catch wind of the sins that you hold deep Many put a lot of power in they self-esteem to cover for their sacral needs harming the harmony between The love in being a human being, I been tryna be the opposite of what I see on my screen False prophet, profits are toppin' rockets, not tryna stop it Just tryna give the kids another option before they caught in shots Lined to be rhymed in a line on a top five And some niggas wearin' suits are gettin' paid for the crime Come on, tell me what it really means to understand the reason he wanna make it by any means Livin' the dream and when you focus on your self-esteem, then build yourself a team It feel like anything can happen, at the open mic, you snappin' Started singin', now you rappin' I remember when I was a young man, thinkin' that I can do anything I wanted Homies gettin' blunted, I was writin' rhymes and hopin' that I stunted Never confronted what I really wanted, a mama and a daddy But prolly both would take, prolly never have me Even though my mama got that check from government once a month No wonder why I stunt, I made it out, I never doubt the reason That I do it, I knew it, move through it, everything could grow And why you think I gotta put this boy up on the track? Because you gotta pay it back, matter of fact The atoms in my upper back have shifted like a chiropractor Give it back of the line, the rhyme and everything that I find Every other day, I think about a life away from that, away from rap I went to hell and made it back I made it to heaven and my reality full of vitality Had to bein' why they mad at me Said it emphatically, rappin' dramatically, shinin' achromatically Give it to 'em grammatically, rappin' like an automatic be 'Cause that's how the static be Where I grew up, it had to be Everybody mad at me 'cause I don't fit in they picture perfect rap category 'Cause I gave it to 'em pragmatically The rest is erratically Systematically givin' it to 'em pneumatically While I'm tunin' new record grammatically Shit is mathematically, undeniably and enigmatically Audiomatically me, and won't never be, I know be the only one that ever did it Like I done the track sixteen on The Incredible True Story I run it and always will from afar You gon' be a star, shooting from afar You gon' be ignited when they don't like who you are I know who you can be, I know what your plan be I know you understand me, and I know that you never wrong, yeah, you're never wrong What you want? Like what you want? Money burn fast as the sun Hoes only last until it's gone High fashion don't help fatten the starved Compassion is Lacking in the masses, the rich is fastin' While the lower class is clappin' for em Pourin' to they pockets double tappin' On they watches never stoppin', steady clockin' in to jobs Only option is to rob, I let them rob me of my dream That I believed could be achieved if he just gave me a break To breathe, or is it too late for me? The order of the Ultra 85