Don't ever take your life for granted The way things are is housed and blended
It's not what you have, it's how you manage it You better take complete advantage
Move in a slow-mo, where did that time go? Gotta set these goals, takin' that high road
Don't lose track of the Lord, chasin' them pesos Don't let that door close, boy, don't let that door close

Jim City is the corner that I come from From a wood to dropwood to the slums of
The west side, look, I reside, I can't run from All the trauma on my mama, what it look like
The osmosis, overdoses, what's the prognosis? Zombie capital, slave shackles, the diagnosis
The KKK still around, they ain't got downtown Papi Oto and his cousins on the East Pratt

Hang around some real killers down on Germantown But the war god, this the 20, shoot him down
Body armor, A.R.A. Quint, 200 rounds They say his mental illness made him gun his sister down
Hands up, don't shoot, that's the excuse now Guess what, two fucks, we bulletproof now
Oh shit, fuck that hope shit We do fly shit, can't lie shit

I'm on my own shit, I'm in my zone shit Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Don't ever take your life for granted The way things are is out of planet
It's not what you have, it's how you manage You better take complete advantage
Yeah, as a sophomore, I sought more than those who taught war Up on chalkboards, caught scores

Behind the boss doors, at the soft store Put counts offshore, cause our lives cost more
Small amounts, they're off yours We floss floors to penthouses
Since our masterpiece, man, I've been doubted Had a lot of bright ideas, then the outers
Cleverity from amongst the clouded I found it, the shag done tried to drown quick

The hate, but we found our fates, and it's sounding fake
And our crowns are straight, we got talent to take
Compounding cakes, tours around our dates From underground to Crete
Ripped the scales with this for sale Independent, never kiss and tales

Nor kiss and tell Late nights, reading the kids some tales
My post mastered, getting mail Why they lacking? Snacking, I mix my trails
Either love is heavenly sound Or else it's spit from hell
Truthfully, I wish you well

Today was music, but usually y'all be using different scales
Begin the gel, G-minus, and the major G's The old ones I always think were E's
The ladies always pleased to came, cause I came to please
I came to please

I came to please
I came to please
I came to please
I came to please

I came to please