Waking up whenever I please
Time is money
So I got a lot up my sleeves
Make bread keep toast Spreading all my Cheese
Me and winning stuck together like we siamese
Dime Pieces only on my time pieces
If she recognize that I won't be her Jesus
There's starving kids all over the globe
Why should I give you dough
Coz you can't stay in your robe
To me that don't make sense
Not to mention that you're only here coz I drive a benz [In my Mind]
Hoes r winning right? Tricking off is a new trend
Well u can tell yur friends that stingy I don't care
Right now I got biz to get to
U don't really have to leave but u really have to move [Far away]
I am far from God but i stay saving Loot
Maybe saving kids that's a dream that's bearing fruit
Im accumulating digits hope my lyrics compute
WHen you rich they can't tell you nothing got em on mute
And my life is like a movie and i think its time to SHoot
These are Dreams
Still an underground Rockstar
Looking 4 sum dymes who's hairs like pasta
Dreaming I can make sum Hits just like Mobstars
if you heard M.I.S.T. was whack it was impostors
CHORUS
We Goin Straight to the Top Yeah
Me and all of ma peeps its non Stop Yeah
And you know you can't stop it Don't Stop It
Cant stop it No you Cant Stop it!
In The School of Hard Knocks Yeah
Moneys always the subject
And you know you can't stop it
Cant stop it No you Cant Stop it!
VERSE 2
Classy condominiums security and amenities
The pedigree ahead in leagues with equity for centuries
M.I.S.T. Distinguished Linguist in this English speaking District
At the dealer dropping bengies cash no credit Nigga ethics
And Im still not into diamonds but that Corum watch is calling me
yes to inequality whenWEtalking bout watch quality
Lexus for the Chef and a BM for the FM
A buggie for the princess and a Seven for the parents
Of course the mortgage sorted
Move 'em North where neighbours boring
cause I'm scoring of this touring
Blazing stages here and foreign
Hand to God its just my calling
I being dreaming since I'm four
and now Im living what I envisioned
Keeping me DriVen Moving forward
Not like in the past
When I was always strapped for cash
I was living like ass
It was shitty i was mad
kinda pissy kinda sad
now Im giddy as a lad
got more than cities in my Hand
Now I got the world motherfuckerz!
credits
from Blood of a Writer,
released June 13, 2015
Produced by Sliqq
Mixed by Innesence for Breaking Wreckords Ent
Mastered by Innesence for Breaking Wreckords Ent
Additional vocals by Vic Courtesy of GlowStix Ent
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