[00:18.02]Yeah, you know business as usu', you know
[00:21.62]Whole lot of unofficial shit to do
[00:23.35]I handle stress and **** blues to whoever's amused
[00:25.86]And spit truth til it lit up the booth
[00:27.95]I'm like the kid with the chipped tooth split with Bishop in Juice
[00:30.95]Or like Don Juan Bishop how I'm flipping the truth
[00:33.22]I pity them fools
[00:34.03]Swooping through the city in jewels
[00:35.68]Rented is use, in it for them Benjamins too
[00:38.06]And so am I but why would I use it on fool's gold
[00:40.90]When you know your true soul shines foolio
[00:43.10]You didn't know
[00:44.09]Nobody told you better
[00:44.93]Nobody ever told you you could be somebody ever
[00:47.25]Nobody ever said it would be easy but jeez
[00:49.60]I dream the pipe
[00:50.83]Scheming nightly on American cream
[00:52.68]Still nobody believes
[00:53.86]Tryna get a free piece of these
[00:55.61]These dreams we sell to these fiends
[00:57.75]And gel to these things
[00:58.95]This bling bling
[01:00.42]Sour cream on top of everything
[01:02.09]You would never think that we needed sour cream
[01:04.47]Like I don't know how I'm lean cause I love sour cream
[01:06.97]Give me cheese
[01:07.89]Give me green, bread is all we need
[01:09.45]Head is all I need
[01:10.53]We've bled for all of these
[01:11.81]Things and I think I'm a in a dream boat, floating upstream
[01:14.99]Merrily, smoking on mary green leaves
[01:17.32]
[01:17.94]And maybe one day he will
[01:19.77]Reign supreme and become a king
[01:22.28]And one day maybe she will
[01:24.29]Rise again and become a queen
[01:26.96]
[01:27.43]Spark something up, top the hunger
[01:29.80]Reflect when I was young and didn't have to spark nothing up
[01:32.39]I wonder what it was that had me puffing blunts
[01:34.90]Coughing my blood and guts up for a ****ing buzz
[01:37.30]Bugging out on the biz right when I got a buzz
[01:39.70]Seeing God on green
[01:40.98]They putting trust in bucks
[01:42.24]**** the stress that comes with success
[01:44.35]I was always depressed
[01:45.48]The press was like shit is up
[01:47.57]I said nothing much, besides gas
[01:49.27]She said yea, plus the sunshine, bask
[01:51.59]Started fasting on life
[01:53.50]Peeping subtle stuff
[01:54.57]I gave a bum a buck
[01:55.72]Watch the kids double dutch
[01:57.02]Bus stop hops and train trips to Mama's
[01:59.04]With books dropping knowledge on lies that once covered us
[02:01.75]Like we ain't land on Plymouth Rock
[02:03.79]God summoned us
[02:04.68]Block smugglers rise up from under the blue skies
[02:07.05]Sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the rain
[02:09.88]Wash the thoughts on your brain dry
[02:11.57]Get lost for a change
[02:12.96]Was hitting up Co$$ for some Jane just to cope with my lame life
[02:16.41]Putting rings on queens that I wouldn't wife
[02:18.78]Pushing dreams on fiends with this wooden mic
[02:21.27]And it seemed so extreme to be free
[02:23.54]So I just adjusted to being me, truly
[02:26.44]
[02:26.72]And maybe one day he will
[02:28.66]Reign supreme and become a king
[02:31.11]And one day maybe she will
[02:33.36]Rise again and become a queen
[02:35.89]
[02:36.18]On that new hype, talking like I grew like 7 inches
[02:38.72]Yea, green vision
[02:40.60]I make predictions on the state of spitting
[02:42.69]Wack rappers will remain getting
[02:44.23]A gang or riches
[02:45.38]And lame b*****s
[02:46.24]I'm in the game lane switching
[02:47.75]Already late bruh, got no time to hit the brakes or the switches
[02:50.76]Blaze off J's in the swishers
[02:52.61]Tobacco's for wack folk though
[02:54.08]My Black hope used to whisper
[02:55.49]Time was all up in my face, God listened
[02:57.99]John ****ing, my mom wishing
[02:59.82]I stick with all the Christians
[03:01.28]Sometimes I go to church and
[03:02.67]Toss my sins up at the altar
[03:03.92]We all fall victim to systems
[03:05.62]Mine in this business
[03:07.03]Figures in interviews
[03:08.49]No time for interlude, shit screwed up
[03:10.77]Can't even use a buck without feeling like a jerk
[03:12.73]For what it's worth, I almost blew up but
[03:15.18]I heard y'all, had to kick back, wipe my shirk off
[03:17.56]Was on my shit so tough
[03:19.44]I could've jerked off
[03:20.35]The old heads said watch the cursing
[03:22.31]Losing work cause I'm thinking 'bout my first job serving
[03:24.77]God every murnin' (morning)
[03:26.31]Mourning over urns With a burnt feeling thinking 'bout my friends as the Earth spins
[03:29.97]As we worship warships
[03:31.43]On a spiritual war-tip
[03:32.95]Y'all listen, we all up in this
[03:34.96]Four fitted joint with the forces
[03:37.02]Don't forget y'all admission ticket
[03:39.21]To get up in this
[03:40.05]You gotta break through the laws of physics
[03:41.96]Simple as arithmetics
[03:42.98]Twist wisdom, & get lifted

Yeah, you know business as usu', you know
Whole lot of unofficial shit to do
I handle stress and **** blues to whoever's amused
And spit truth til it lit up the booth
I'm like the kid with the chipped tooth split with Bishop in Juice
Or like Don Juan Bishop how I'm flipping the truth
I pity them fools
Swooping through the city in jewels
Rented is use, in it for them Benjamins too
And so am I but why would I use it on fool's gold
When you know your true soul shines foolio
You didn't know
Nobody told you better
Nobody ever told you you could be somebody ever
Nobody ever said it would be easy but jeez
I dream the pipe
Scheming nightly on American cream
Still nobody believes
Tryna get a free piece of these
These dreams we sell to these fiends
And gel to these things
This bling bling
Sour cream on top of everything
You would never think that we needed sour cream
Like I don't know how I'm lean cause I love sour cream
Give me cheese
Give me green, bread is all we need
Head is all I need
We've bled for all of these
Things and I think I'm a in a dream boat, floating upstream
Merrily, smoking on mary green leaves
And maybe one day he will
Reign supreme and become a king
And one day maybe she will
Rise again and become a queen
Spark something up, top the hunger
Reflect when I was young and didn't have to spark nothing up
I wonder what it was that had me puffing blunts
Coughing my blood and guts up for a ****ing buzz
Bugging out on the biz right when I got a buzz
Seeing God on green
They putting trust in bucks
**** the stress that comes with success
I was always depressed
The press was like shit is up
I said nothing much, besides gas
She said yea, plus the sunshine, bask
Started fasting on life
Peeping subtle stuff
I gave a bum a buck
Watch the kids double dutch
Bus stop hops and train trips to Mama's
With books dropping knowledge on lies that once covered us
Like we ain't land on Plymouth Rock
God summoned us
Block smugglers rise up from under the blue skies
Sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the rain
Wash the thoughts on your brain dry
Get lost for a change
Was hitting up Co$$ for some Jane just to cope with my lame life
Putting rings on queens that I wouldn't wife
Pushing dreams on fiends with this wooden mic
And it seemed so extreme to be free
So I just adjusted to being me, truly
And maybe one day he will
Reign supreme and become a king
And one day maybe she will
Rise again and become a queen
On that new hype, talking like I grew like 7 inches
Yea, green vision
I make predictions on the state of spitting
Wack rappers will remain getting
A gang or riches
And lame b*****s
I'm in the game lane switching
Already late bruh, got no time to hit the brakes or the switches
Blaze off J's in the swishers
Tobacco's for wack folk though
My Black hope used to whisper
Time was all up in my face, God listened
John ****ing, my mom wishing
I stick with all the Christians
Sometimes I go to church and
Toss my sins up at the altar
We all fall victim to systems
Mine in this business
Figures in interviews
No time for interlude, shit screwed up
Can't even use a buck without feeling like a jerk
For what it's worth, I almost blew up but
I heard y'all, had to kick back, wipe my shirk off
Was on my shit so tough
I could've jerked off
The old heads said watch the cursing
Losing work cause I'm thinking 'bout my first job serving
God every murnin' (morning)
Mourning over urns With a burnt feeling thinking 'bout my friends as the Earth spins
As we worship warships
On a spiritual war-tip
Y'all listen, we all up in this
Four fitted joint with the forces
Don't forget y'all admission ticket
To get up in this
You gotta break through the laws of physics
Simple as arithmetics
Twist wisdom, & get lifted