Panorama

Uh, time to kick off my sneakers
Sit back with my feet up
I'm just having a breather
Relaxed with a six-pack and a reefer
Freedom, to be honest
I feel like my mission's accomplished
I always did what I wanted, and my dreams are now alive
I feel blessed as an artist

From trying to tour in tiny bars, times were hard
But now we play for thousands
We get paid to bounce around from place to place
'Cause we're making albums
Crowds shout our names out loud
We play in crazy towns and great surroundings
Gazing down from planes
At the Himalayan Mountains and smiling, 'cause it's straight astounding

From Bangalore, getting hammered at the party
Hanging at the Humming Tree and having chats with everybody
Starting cyphers up in Khatmandu
With passionate shorties all rapping in Nepali
We got lady fans wearing Saris
In Delhi, some were singing all my lyrics in the front row
Young bros from Chennai shouted snip, snip
And then bum rushed the stage, oh boy, what a fun show

I guess touring is traveling
We tour to talk to the fans, fuck a Tourist attraction
I've had clothes torn in the madness
Broads write their numbers on their panties and toss 'em up at us
Fuck a notorious status
I wanna influence rappers and pass the torch to them after
But when I'm gone will it matter?
I'm happy to die now, I got it all, and I'm flattered

And when I go who gon' miss me yo?
When I'm a ghost, who gon' diss me most?
Who gon' sing my songs and stick me on their Goat's list
With Lamont Coleman and Chris Rios?
I don't care as long as the whisky close
I could just close my lids and let myself go
Knowing the life that I lived was dope
Will I regret anything? Well, the answer's hell no

You wanna stroll in my pair of shoes?
Which road you prepared to choose?
I know that you're scared to lose
But you gotta say no to your parents rules
No to the parrots, to their molds and their pressure too
Your goal is everything, their codes are unbearable
Jump, I know that's a scary move
But if you want it, life is gonna open your parachute

Ask athletes, cats who always fought
Who wanted more, actors who snapped and won awards
They'd always fall, then get back up on the horse
Always forced to focus when their tracks went off the course
Curry is Curry 'cause he practiced on the court
I laugh at all y'all yapping rap is not a sport
Talk to rappers with the plaques upon they walls
Perhaps they got it all from scratching on they balls? (Not at all)

Cats that got deals
And cats you watch climb the ladders do not chill
The passion is what matters and that's why they got skills
That is what pays off 'cause talent is not real
Yeah, it's harsh, it's tough
But if you ain't shining, it's 'cause you ain't grinding hard enough
Grind harder, if you really got the heart, good luck!
Give it all, 'cause you will win if you do not give up, so keep going

You will win if you do not give up, so keep going
Keep going
You will win if you do not give up, keep going