Lyrics
AB to the SON
Back at it once again
Late night
Chilling in the stu
Ain't no time to waste
Get rich
Spread it
With the homies
Feel no type of way
Been an addict
Causing all this havoc
Every track I lace
Lose steam falling
Off the wagon
I'm the saving grace
Born on the 7th of November
Guessing I was lucky
Pops told me
Fear nobody coming
Just the man above me
Love that I'm different
From others
Never ordinary
Tryna get the win
But stuck up
In the preliminary
Warrior for life
I fight
It's hereditary
Too much in my prime
To be treated
Like I'm secondary
Sacrifice party
For practice
To be legendary
Chatter is I'm not
Gonna make it
Prove I'm dignitary
And it ain't new
Being insulted
Is what I'm used to
Say that I'm searching
For miracles
They got no clue
Filled up with
So much delusion
Just call me
Loose screw
That's what
I'm used to
That's what
I'm used to
Searching
For miracles
They got no clue
Filled up with
So much delusion
Just call me
Loose screw
Come at me
With your decree
Saying I should stop it
Doing me from
Here on out
Guess I'm
Out of pocket
View me good
View me bad
I don't care
What option
Pressing on
I'll be gone
Tryna make a profit
Come at me
With your decree
Saying I should stop it
Doing me from
Here on out
Guess I'm
Out of pocket
View me good
View me bad
I don't care
What option
Pressing on
I'll be gone
Tryna make a profit
Talent been showing
I always had a knack
All negativity foreign
Stay focus on these plaques
Want money off music
Need me a 100 racks
Told to give it a rest
Ain't where my heart is at
The demons be lurking
Plotting they attack
Working they hardest
To take me off this path
Blinding my vision
To show me where I lack
Like they position is mine
But we don't attach
And we never will
Got my way to
Fill up banks
But I won't spill
Moving like a fugee
That's that Lauryn Hill
No rules to get this bread
So imma make my mills
Yeah you get my message
You wanna see ascension
Multiple outlets
Go find what's your extension
Mistakes will happen
But at the end
There's lessons
You ain't been
Where I've been
Stop with that projection
And it ain't new
Being insulted
Is what I'm used to
Say that I'm searching
For miracles
They got no clue
Filled up with
So much delusion
Just call me
Loose screw
That's what
I'm used to
That's what
I'm used to
Searching
For miracles
They got no clue
Filled up with
So much delusion
Just call me
Loose screw
That I'm used to
That I'm used to
That I'm used to
That I'm