Letras
I'm so glad, I'm
I'm so glad, what a thing to do
To discuss today
I'm so glad, I'm
I'm so glad, what a thing to do
Yeah (To discuss today)
Thinkin' 'bout the shit I said last night
I was like, "Yo, look"
I said
Food for thought was hungry to eat
Burn bridges to swim with sharks
I put my thumb to his teeth
The cost of greatness is expensive
You gotta cut me a fee
But I don't measure greatness by the fame and money
That's cheap, that's cheap shit, look
I came in this game where a star was molded
Plant a seed that your patience can groom to water roses
Closed fist to the grudges I've held and the jaws I've broken
Could never put my goals in a box, I'm claustrophobic
Some money ain't worth the hassle, a gun in my purse to travel
Spit poems through these flows, creatin' words from a Scrabble
Holy Spirit is my faith, left me in the churches with shackles
Eve's thirst for the apple, that's what I turned to a Snapple
My journey was reckless 'cause my early aggression
Went from nerdy objectives to a curvy complexion
What's the point of selling your soul for an earthly possession?
What's the point of making a plan with no sturdy direction?
Nah
I had to read the room, finders keepers, three for two
Call it luck, my mind make magnetic moves
Got things to prove, unbeatable
Professor X in a cerebral room, I see the truth
Can't sleep on her, it's seasonal to blend in a sea of wolves
We all howlin' at the moon
Swung by youth, lost our roots
Separation at the womb, who is you?
You must choose, red pill, blue pill
White people, greed kills, inhale, be still
Lost at free will
I'm afraid if the day came
You met a man with the same rage
Different colors, death is a fragrance
I guess it's a gang thing
Pray for my dogs to slow down
Raise all your kids to show out
Make love to your woman, a king, the king of the morale
I know it's tough what you saw, we saw it all
Free the people, same feelings we feel, it's feasible
Flows demonic, supersonic, blame ebonics, it's symbolic
You should meet us in a dream of fallen prophets
Tryna be an apple that fell and rolled, the truth be told
Only thing I wanna keep is my soul, man, fuck these clothes
I never been impressed by the physical, there's a goal
I know too many niggas with foreign cars and no home
I came into this bitch on a totem pole and it shows
So I'ma grow this shit how it's 'posed to go, I'm a rose
Straight from the concrete and I obviously get it sold
So if you all weak, then you honestly get exposed
The odyssey, I suppose, jotting another poem
Fulfilling, I'm gettin' flown from penning another home
Be proud of me, bitch, I'm humble as shit
Been stackin' like bricks, solid and shapely as shit
I don't get it all for the pitch, I got a nigga who rich
And he like a lady with class, so I'm sittin' poised on a bench
I really be talkin' my shit, it's like that
Flexin' 'til the sundown get you fucked up, that's a nightcap
Bitch, I'm in love with the siete
Talkin' 'bout your jefe, write it off, now it's an essay
And for headspace, do whatever is needed
Like call this nigga Mike to get the glove and have him beat it
Life's of Jesus, an image of God
Glad to be in favor, this ain't a façade
And I have never wagers since Rondo was shot
Taught me to move with a cause
Student in school with a clause, murder whoever in charge
Bitch, I'm a fool in the bars, doubters like, "Who would've thought?"
Not one of you, but of ours, drown 'em like pool, I'm a shark
Eight-ball, corner the shot
I'm glad I learned to just use what I got