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I just woke up in my bed, with all visions in my head

just seeing silhouttes, I think I might be dead

but I'm not, I just keep on spilling out these thoughts

I like to rap a lot, all my raps bout a bigger plot

And I'm spitting true shit, yeah I just wanna help the world

I would be like brad pitt, and adopt a little girl

I call it how I see it, all these niggas think im poor

Here's my wallet have you seen it, i got a lot more

 

See I got your girl with me, making her fall in love

I'll just be what I wannabe got help from the above

I'm just gonna keep on rapping, till the day I die

All this money i be stackin, got a piece of the pie

I Ain't got my license yet, but I always got the drive

and I never break a sweat, when I'm trynna stay alive

 

greater things I'm trying to achieve, living out all my dreams

What you see you believe, not everything what it seems

I call it how i see it, If you wannabe it be it

I'll let you in on a secret but you better keep it

Success based on practice,not about whos the fastest

not hiding cash in the mattress, bout whos got the palace

All about whos got the crown, bout whos the king of the town

Whos about to break it down, yeah when joker comes around

Better run better hide, keep your girl by your side

Just show a little a pride, or I'll make your girl my bride

And I'm mister steal your girl, this is the real world