Outro (Free-Concious-Style)

I dreamt of days like these
That I could I shine like this
It was hard back then
Cause we ain't had it like that

And why I hustle like this?
Cause my sis gotta eat
Broken fam, dusted love
Today, I won't talk about it

Take a puff
Every time that I'm stressed
You the reason I smoke
I contain all this smoke
You don't want none of this smoke

Ok, graduated
So what now?
Everybody asking
But I'm chilled
Layed
Not stressed

Life been going on my nigga
Is you just waking up?
I'm going keep doing my shit
So stop asking when I'll leave

Go back home, mommy waiting
Can't go home, nobodies waiting

When you back that's a bill
When you go back that's a burden
Unless you working, then they feed you
And in the field, bear job
Better start your shit
Don't work for no Masa
Get experience at first
Cause you going need it
No pressure
Go get on to your race

This world ain't our home
So don't get to comfy
They say all of us
Our days are all numbered
Till then
Me, I want to travel the globe
Speak life to thousand souls

Me, I just want get cash
Get bricks and move back home
Never stress Over no tags
Just let me do my shit
Watch the vision unfold

Like a phoenix I glow
I owe myself
Back then
I told myself that I would do this
You can win if you want to
But soon as you get focus
They'll say you acting funny

Me I'm just taking care of fam
Cause the money don't make us
A pretentious showy life
Is an empty life
A plain and simple life
That's a full life
I'd rather die enormous, than leave dormant
That's how we on it, word to jay z and em

Look growing up
I was listening To jay z and them

Taught us when they lock our bodies
They still can't lock the mind
50 cent taught me about drive
Get rich or die trying
That means stick to the plan
Simple lingo for the pop culture
Scared money don't make no money
If I ever go broke, I'll xxxx xxxx xxxxx