The Departure

The departure from my old life
Headed to the bright lights
Arena filled shows
6 figures wit my folks
I'm underpaid
Lookin for the max payday
I put in overtime
Extra jumpshots everyday
My confidence is growin
I'm a franchise
Check the points I'm scorin
5 projects in a year
I do this without fear
This my sample size
I plan to do way more
60 pts at halftime

I remember when I started
A soul wouldn't listen
My words been potent
I had to fix the diction
The pitchin of my spittin
The cadence I was missin
I always had bars
Rap Achilles' heel
Troubled victim,
I just couldn't kill it
A couple hits was sent
I focus more on misses
Perfection got me different
There's venom in my spirit
CBS focus
Yea, eye witness
And I witness
Myself become a man
I'm workin on the plan
Step by step
Day by day
Yea, My house is full
Can you peep the poker face
Yea, I'm not about to play
I gotta win the game
Livelihood at stake
Big chips on the line
Compliments to the plate
Full course every meal
Cause I know no other way
I gotta eat this heavy
If we gonna win the game

I remember havin no money
No clout
Now I'm that kid
That they talk about
Well, slightly
Just do it like Nike
Run game wit CashDaGawd
He the 2-3
I'm the point God
Chris Paul I go hard
Carolina Veteran
Richland County Hero
Cape on for the memo
I never had a demo
Just projects that y'all missed
So I signed myself
ADA be the clique
Gang gang
Ain't no bang bang bih
Money associated
Million dollar type of rich
I'm a billionaire kid
The black Richie Richie
Just call me Salt though
I'm the well seasoned gift
Omg, yea, yea
I'm the shit
Brown eyes on the kid
Windows to my soul
Let the truth unfold
It gets cold



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Salters
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