God Damn!

I see you stressed out
Confused trying to figure it out
You want control
You want power
You want money
You want fame
You want it all
Well if you want it that bad
Well you can have it
It's easy
Control what you can
When it comes to that other bullshit
Don't Think About it

These niggas don't know the pain
These bitches don't know the game
It's even worse if you know better
But these niggas don't know a thing
Fell off and ain't own a thing
Slowing down like it's Novocain
All the shit that I overcame
Came from power and focusing
On the bigger things
And the vivid things
I gotta bigger dreams
I got bigger money
Lookingh back at the bad times
I crack a smile
And I think it's funny
Knowing that i always had time
If I kept a smile
And the kept the day sunny
Realize that I got it all
Never outta breathe
Tryna chase money
Or outta breathe
Tryna blaze something
Outta my mind change something
About my life
Know the day coming
That I'm never gone have to work again
Never will I ever feel cursed again
Never live hell on earth again
Now i know what My purpose is
Gotta make decisions with purpose
And then proceed to make big purchases
Blowing up like Nagasaki
Riding round in that Maserati
Feeling like I'm muhhammad Ali
I am the greatest
Somebody find me
Somebody tell
Or J.Cole
To bump this tape
Put me on they tour
And then go head and finally sign me
Gotta see my name
In the big bright lights
Right next to silver lining
Multiply my net worth
Till I'm old and gray
But I'll still be shining
Rise up and never fall off
Till I'm 45 and I'm still rhyming
Till I'm comfortable within my position
To the competition
I'm still grinding
Too my young kings
That don't feel inspired
Gotta learn to turn that fear to fire
Mastering your own thoughts
You can attract
Your real desires
You can see that's it's real in here
Business meetings with millionaires
Planning on how Imma change the world
You can see that's I'm real sincere
Carolina we stay lit
You can see that it's trill in here
Carolina on the come up
Charlotte Raleigh and the Ville
In here
On pace to make this a killer year
Mike Jackson
Imma Go thriller here
You can see up in the sky
Flyin like Orville and Wilbur here
These niggas ain't in the race
The niggas ain't in the chase
If even worse
If u could run
But these niggas tryna save they face
Im doing this all for love
And to make this world a better pace
Society had our heads fucked Up
And we all searching for a saving grace



Credits
Writer(s): De'andre Brown
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