Letras
Why we don't hire our people to work, we get money to talk about people that don't, niggas that don't got money
We make music about people that ain't, niggas that ain't got money"You ain't got this, I got money all-day"
It's only a matter of time before niggas wake up, and get fed up, with their bullshit
It's only a matter of time
Gold jewelry all on me I said phluck diamonds
I splurge on me for when I was feeling tough timing
Still in the hood, I'm familiar with rough climates
I'm bout peace but I don't believe in none violence
A contradiction to anyone who is close-minded
Niggahs is sleep I ain't talking about no closed-eye lids
I'm with the shits I'm on my shit and I give a shit
I'm low key so they never know who they dealing with
I don't need loud for niggahs to really hear me
And my will so strong, Jesus couldn't even steer me
I'ma God got damn it demons really do fear me
Niggahs listen to the bars but I know they really don't hear me
I been airplaning niggahs since I was riding the bus
People barley read signs but they tell me they on they cusp
Errbody is the hardest I'm solid as they gon come
You living in the past by telling me where you from
I'm going places even if I take more buses
From city buses, school buses to tour buses
I been places, seen things and did more of it
Just in case you wanted to know the source of it
The journey long I was able to record from it
I had drive even when I took more buses
From county buses, prison buses, to tour buses
And Grey Hounds if you wanted to know the source of it
Sitting on the bus focused until I'm too gone
Look at where I'm headed I started inside a group home
Been walking the path before I ever had shoes on
Hanging wit my niggahs and none of us got a noose on
Found a couple loop holes, so I put a belt on
I wasn't even tripping when hard times were fell on
Righteous men rise so I rose, Bouquet
Not everyone can turn a bad dish to a soufflé
Now I'm about to reign like the sky turned too gray