My Vision

Yeah
If I'm a tramp
Who gon' be my lady?
All of these rappers
Are too fugazi
They spitting BS
But this shit don't phase me
'Long as they pay me
'Till the reaper gon'
Take me
Well, that's a big fucking maybe
Big fucking maybe

Dunno where I'm going
I just just keep on flowing
Everyday I'm growing
Really 'bout this shit
And I hope that it's showing
No double cup
But I keep it pouring
Spitting so cold
That you thought it was snowing
Thought it was snowing
(Cold out here bitch)

Yeah
I'm an enemy to the public
Don't believe the hype
Ignore the bullshit
Get on with your life
I'm tryna blow up
Like some lit dynamite
Yeah, some lit dynamite

I had to find out
That
Time is ticking
So I found my vision
Late night
Always was piffin'
Didn't quite know
What the fuck I was missing
Had to quit all the bitching
Now I'm on my mission
Yeah I'm on my mission



Credits
Writer(s): George Roberts
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