Masters of Music

Yeah L.I.T.M. still rolling
Lets get to it

Yeah, yeah
I be chasing my game
I be looking back at my frame
I be staging a couple games
I've a head of the frame
Playing a with dames and queens
They putting me under the table
But I came back with the light on the hill
You better not miss of you see it
Coming back wish in the well
I better not soak if I will
Put it back my flows are so i'll
I'm doctor who put you to sleep
Put back with enemies freak
Elementary with this shit
Elementary with the flow
Man I just do over dose

And I'm running through the same dream every time
And I'm looking for a way out
Its locked both sides
Mann
You looking at the treasure while in the trash
I hope you feel me baby I hope you hear me baby
I hope you see my vision I hope you feel my pain
And if you do not see I am a different man
I changed the whole game just like law man
I woke up morning without that nightmares

Ain't nothing going to break me down
My words going to pick me up when I'm feeling down
You can hear it's my gold sound
It sounds so profound bugged have no doubt
Butches want to break it down for a young nigga
When they see me pull up with the black Lambo
With the doors to the ceilings
Bitches praying like they kneeling
Woke up this morning out the mud
What I've got to do is no stunts
And I'm kind of flexing on them bitches when I want
When I pull up to the bitch like what
And they never going to tell me shit
Cause I've been through all of it
And I wasn't even a lyricist
Like a king on the fucken throne godamn
I'm the shit
With a flow like almighty
Bitches shaking like they got the arthritis
Niggas cannot guide us
Talking so sweet they diabetic
And these know I won't let
A liability to the fucken team
Watch before you get shot in the brain
Watch On the ceilings
LITM selling out in stores
We don't need your fucken applause

And I'm running through the same dream every time
And I'm looking for a way out
Its locked both sides
Mann
You looking at the treasure while in the trash
I hope you feel me baby I hope you hear me baby
I hope you see my vision I hope you feel my pain
And if you do not see I am a different man
I changed the whole game just like law man
I woke up morning without that nightmares

No respect before the game
No lights in my bulb
But I sparks in the dark
Coming from the bottom they don't give two fucks
Hanging off the bra like on three two cups
Three point from the half line then
I'm dunking in a bitch call me Vince Carter
Going through the legs then the arms and the hoop shit
Bitches ain't nobody know how to view it
Pulling up in the black Lambo
Strapped with two fucken glock nines
With an LMG in the fucken back seat
Ain't nobody going to rap like me
Young J.L. been in the fucken flow
Like a nigga never wrote it off the done
Smoke about a pound of that strong
Dabbed rotation and I'm gone
No location in the phone

And I'm running through the same dream every time
And I'm looking for a way out
Its locked both sides
Mann
You looking at the treasure while in the trash
I hope you feel me baby I hope you hear me baby
I hope you see my vision I hope you feel my pain
And if you do not see I am a different man
I changed the whole game just like law man
I woke up morning without that nightmares