Imagine me, quitting when I thought that I would fail
Imagine me, if I left my conscience to go stale
Imagine me, listening to all them muhfuckers back in highschool telling me to stop cause my shit frail
Imagine me, tripping 'bout a bitch who let they pride control them
Run it back, you the one that told me I shouldn't rap no more
I quoted that, throw it back in my own music, goated status
Solo fashion, bolt the coldest flower now them ho's is lacking
Woah
Imma let these peasants think that they above me now
But you done let this lil game here jus run you round
Now I'mma be like Doja, I'm paint this fuckin town
Paint it orange, that's the only way they'd keep me down
I was, never proud of where i'm from
I would, wish I had a loaded gun
I could never ever fucking run
Chasing sunshiny weather, then remember that i'm stuck
But
You can't feel true love until you've felt true hate first
You can't know what's real, until you see what's fake first
Wish I could be early, I was just too late first
I'm gon' make it one day, I just need a taste first
Don't believe me fuck you, I won't see you later
If you ain't checking when I drop then you's a hater
You's a faker, you's a traitor
You been sleeping on me shit it's high time you wake up
Imagine me quitting when I thought that I would fail
Imagine me if I left my conscience to go stale
Imagine me if did this shit without no heart
Imagine me if I have talent from the start
Imagine me sitting on a throne up on top of the world
Imagine me in that throne getting top from your girl
She can't resist me no
I'm going six speed ho
I get on man I'm copping some pearls
Tahitian black ones wrapped round me
Get some Backwoods, to put it blunt you can't foul me
Still AND1 pussy, this a cat rally
And I was born around the bay mofucker still I'm that Townie
Bring it up with my Mom and Dad they created a legend
I just ain't out my cocoon, I'm still yet to shed it
Like a regret, chip on my shoulder
Hurt me? I won't let it
I won't ever get too close, to be honest I dread it
But fuck it I'm the King got shorty in the castle
Don't tell my queen shit it ain't worth the hassle
I kid I kid, I'm back in the classroom
Tell me I got stats baby like you that sure
Sorry not sorry but that's the way that it is
This how we do it, and by "we" I'm only tahm bout the kid
The one that never peak with his second blunt lit
And laid on his lip, passed around to all of the clique
He used to walk down that beach picking pedals off of weeds
One love me not, the next loving me
Thinking back on that show that I seen
When my pops bought me tickets, it buried a seed
I wanna be like them one day
That'd be the dream
To be loved from Monday to Sunday next week
That's how it started, now it's too deep
Ain't no one get why I'm still in this scene
But I'm still in this scene, 6 years of plot
Start from the bottom, gon' move to the top
Sorry mama I'm leaving the rock
I gotta find out if they love me or not