Lyrics
Negativity I see on a daily basis
21st century
And niggas still be catching cases
Out here for big faces
Derby races to oasis
They trying to cop a Bently
Me I’m trying to cop
A spaceship
I am of other
Drop science yet to discover
The holy grail
I kick holy tales to heal my brothers
Feed you that butter
Cardiac arrest for supper
Super supreme
Divine diamond shining I gleam
Tipping the beam
Realest nigga you ever seen
Glowing like Elohim
Chosen to blow I mean
Fist full of cream
And never catch me off my deem
Closest thing to godliness
You know a nigga fresh and clean
Word to Kareem
I still do this for Kaveen
Cause he believes in the greatness
I can achieve
With these lyrics I breath
Put my soul on my sleeve
Shard gave me a canvas to paint on
And I came strong
I flame on
Never blame it on no radio play
I’m born free an OG could never pay me to say
A message that it’s detrimental
Spit heaven on instrumentals
Destiny is the truth
Ain’t nothin coincidental
Or accidental
Emcee status is presidential
Worldwide I’m influential
Just to think it all started with
A number two pencil came from popping like pimples
Paying base heads to get me rentals
When it was simple
Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry
Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry
Ain’t you happy that I’m hungry
Crush emcees Bad News
Get the money
Rising every morning it’s a blessing
The only jewels I rock
I drop em in a session
And positivity is really all I’m manifesting
Fuck all the negativity
These haters are suggesting
The worst they can say is no
Why fear the rejection
They teach you self hatred
Got you sick of your reflection
They selling sex
But don’t knock boots
Without wearing protection
Rapping my profession
Popping like my Smiff & Wesson
They quick to tell you lies
Any time you asking questions
Holding back your mind
Brainwash you to depression
So you can get prescriptions
Sip the syrup and make them rich
Just like the contra
Did the projects in 86
Today the crack is Molly
Percocets the Vic’s and Oxys
Bath salts and worldstar
Got the babies catching bodies
They mommies Twerk teaming
And their sons sit and watch
And wonder why the babies
Find refuge on the block
The same concept
Of the crabs in the pot
Cutting off each other claws
So they can get to the top
But it’s really no escaping
If you already hooked
My best advice to swimmers
Stay away from nets and hooks