[ Featuring Mysterious Gaines ]
Yeah
Something quicker
On the road to the riches
I noticed them peoples watching
I just pose for them pictures
Cameras flashing
Photogenic
Every project was prolific
They ain't get a chance to witness only focus was to get it
Shit like a movie really wrote it and live it
Trapping out them vacants had 'em close to a ticket
Top tier looking over the city
The stoned poet but the flow was just different
Still smoking got me floating and drifting
Seen it all never told a description
City lights skyline fog over them bridges
Got me adding up these digits trying to total a ticket
Got me slapping while I'm riding but my soul was uplifted
Jordan 3s push the peddle and my polo was vintage
Got me smoking I'm winded
Sometimes I feeling like I'm close to the ending
I couldn't quit because I'm closer to winning
Like f*ck it I'ma push it over the limit
Yeah
Stay focused
Been the same motive
Had to check the bag checkered flags like it's Daytona
The game closer
Speeding up cause they lane slower
Never looking back stay on track how I stay going
Shit I'd rather be the owner to be straight forward
Then have these labels try to own us
Try to play me shorter
Believing in myself when they ain't notice
To the head was smoking potent
Weight up off my shoulders
Getting better every tape I got 'em waiting on it
Sunday morning Nike checks on my Diamond Dunks
Having breakfast at Tiffany's finta light this blunt
Brody gotta play on line two
I'm finta line it up
Time is money had to hustle till my time is up
Save the stress
Talk is cheap got me saying less
Invest the pape in myself
Told 'em place ya bets
Twenty five eight three sixty five barely take a rest
