| I graduated from feeling sorry to feeling glory
|
| Feeling myself cuz my nigga nobody feel it for me
|
| The lane I created made to fill up a stat sheet
|
| So me without the deal was like rosa parks in the back seat
|
| Thats a terrible line but what the hell do I know
|
| Im just a phoenix ass nigga wit a nas flow
|
| Living and learnin and now I’m earning my cabbage
|
| High fashion but you average, my lane is more lenny kravitz
|
| I’m growing from photosynthesis getting more photogenic
|
| Now we making the hits we were taking em for a minute
|
| A little old school, the old heads say I’m vintage
|
| Thrift shop soul but a lil more expensive
|
| Passive aggressive I said that and sorta meant it
|
| Im just doing it different cuz i ain’t good with tradition
|
| I be dunking and swishing its niggas hoping and wishing this world don’t see my
|
| vision
|
| But i just simply dismiss em, I’m here
|
| Jesus christo, he such a scary man…
|
| Really I’m a conscious creative and vegetarian
|
| Its niggas out to get me I never intend to bury them
|
| The eye of the tiger, go kick it with katy perry n them
|
| Im a riding round listening to sade nigga
|
| Or erykah because you know the bod way thicker
|
| And I’m all day kicking it with ye kids
|
| College drop outs dream chasing for their day shift
|
| You better not say shit to him he too locked up in his ways now
|
| Thats cuz I ain’t got no time to play now
|
| Get out of my way now, lay down
|
| Yelling don’t shoot when they spray now
|
| La cucaracha we need the raid now
|
| Don’t be looking at me like I don’t do this for real
|
| I mute all opinions flexing this weapon that I conceal
|
| Fire flower bring me out to dimensions you never seen
|
| So don’t be tryna play me I’m KD I need a ring
|
| A real nigga machine on everything that I bless em wit
|
| Glory hole niggas, they just don’t know who they f’n wit
|
| Fly nigga, prerequisite I’m a human testament
|
| Mastered my aesthetics on everything that I bless em wit
|
| The nigga that they all fear the most, lets make a toast to him
|
| I look in the mirror yeah thats my homie I’m close to him
|
| Oh thats me a me a me a me amigo
|
| My niggas had to sit they was moving shall at the free throws (bricks)
|
| I immortalize em let em live through me, give through me
|
| Yeah they gon feel that shift through me
|
| Die if you mention my name in vein that I don’t agree with
|
| On the subject of dimension, I roam in thee 5th
|
| Mad rappers and pacifists, fake homies and actresses
|
| Damn, what a world, guess I just have to laugh at this
|
| I had to maintain an image just for my family
|
| The women in my life, but nobody can handle me
|
| Nobody ahead of me, I been waiting for it
|
| Im the profit, painting these pictures I been a poet
|
| Im out here directing, projecting whats in my thoughts
|
| Ive been taking chances, succeeding at any cost
|
| I had people close to me trying to hold me down
|
| Loudest one in the room under pressure don’t make a sound
|
| I think I might have been compromised
|
| Told you they fear what they don’t understand
|
| Look at all this shit I prophecized
|
| Im learning I’m the only one who lives with these decisions
|
| So all that noise I hear from outside gon need dismissing
|
| I was diluted with all them thots in my bed
|
| But now I’m seeing the vision, I give you thoughts in my head
|
| BRUCE |