The Vision
I'm passionate with my written's
Talking bout my life and everything That I been in
The squad, all in for the vision
Only cus' our grind is upgrading by Commission by commission
Oops, I mean residual
Feeding ya mind, that's my verse Always critical
I'll knock ya ego down 10 Levels
The way I like to spit, hot enough for 10 devils
Same motherfuckers, they'll probably Try to eat you
Act like ya close, everything peaceful
Those the type cats that be lethal
But to an OG, that fake shit, we can See thru
Like Vince Vaughn and the Rock Nigga Be Cool
Would say that I'm the shit, I'd rather Say I'm equal
Each free EP is for the people
The passion of Martin Luther King When I meet ya
But my defense is like X and Pachino
Holding down the line, I ain't talking Bout a kilo
If ya really got guns, know, you Better reload
And get OGs, not talking bout blunts I smoke
Outrageous type nights, is like life in Casinos
Trip, will K.O. ya like Tyson in his Primo
If a nigga going bananas, we yelling Free smoke
And busting every busta, tryna act Like a hero
If you ain't fucking with this, you on The pizzo
Everything looking real crazy, word To Ceelow
All about my cheese, like I signed up With Cheetos
But Chester couldn't step into the Jay Of my free throw
Outrageous living, laid back, rolling Spliffs
The year of the Gentleman, like NeYo's first hits
Ninety's baby, so ripe, living life to The fullest
Positive, but if ya trip I know people To send bullets
All these cards, but I'll be the first One to pull em
With the passion of the Christ Equity's what I'm pursuing
Beating up the pussy, bruising up the Beat
Every L was a lesson, I learn from Defeat
Just 10 toes, not the symbol on my Feet
But the Nike sign on em, kept the Cypher complete
SBs, a swisher sweet filled up with blessed weed
A 30 box and company keeping it Real with me
I'm passionate with my written's
Talking bout my life and everything That I been in
The squad, all in for the vision
Only cus' our grind is upgrading by Commission
Oops, I mean residual
Feeding ya mind, that's why my verse Critical
I'll knock ya ego down 10 Levels
The way I like to spit, hot enough for 10 devils
Living by the demons
I keep everything concrete, like the Cement
And I walk it how I preach it
Hating on my lifestyle, cus' yours Never seen it
The road, pretty tough, yet scenic
Had my eyes closed, still feeling like I'm dreaming
Made our own way, like we on the Flight of Phoenix
Creating our own wave, despite all The hating people
Talking bout my life and everything That I been in
The squad, all in for the vision
Only cus' our grind is upgrading by Commission by commission
Oops, I mean residual
Feeding ya mind, that's my verse Always critical
I'll knock ya ego down 10 Levels
The way I like to spit, hot enough for 10 devils
Same motherfuckers, they'll probably Try to eat you
Act like ya close, everything peaceful
Those the type cats that be lethal
But to an OG, that fake shit, we can See thru
Like Vince Vaughn and the Rock Nigga Be Cool
Would say that I'm the shit, I'd rather Say I'm equal
Each free EP is for the people
The passion of Martin Luther King When I meet ya
But my defense is like X and Pachino
Holding down the line, I ain't talking Bout a kilo
If ya really got guns, know, you Better reload
And get OGs, not talking bout blunts I smoke
Outrageous type nights, is like life in Casinos
Trip, will K.O. ya like Tyson in his Primo
If a nigga going bananas, we yelling Free smoke
And busting every busta, tryna act Like a hero
If you ain't fucking with this, you on The pizzo
Everything looking real crazy, word To Ceelow
All about my cheese, like I signed up With Cheetos
But Chester couldn't step into the Jay Of my free throw
Outrageous living, laid back, rolling Spliffs
The year of the Gentleman, like NeYo's first hits
Ninety's baby, so ripe, living life to The fullest
Positive, but if ya trip I know people To send bullets
All these cards, but I'll be the first One to pull em
With the passion of the Christ Equity's what I'm pursuing
Beating up the pussy, bruising up the Beat
Every L was a lesson, I learn from Defeat
Just 10 toes, not the symbol on my Feet
But the Nike sign on em, kept the Cypher complete
SBs, a swisher sweet filled up with blessed weed
A 30 box and company keeping it Real with me
I'm passionate with my written's
Talking bout my life and everything That I been in
The squad, all in for the vision
Only cus' our grind is upgrading by Commission
Oops, I mean residual
Feeding ya mind, that's why my verse Critical
I'll knock ya ego down 10 Levels
The way I like to spit, hot enough for 10 devils
Living by the demons
I keep everything concrete, like the Cement
And I walk it how I preach it
Hating on my lifestyle, cus' yours Never seen it
The road, pretty tough, yet scenic
Had my eyes closed, still feeling like I'm dreaming
Made our own way, like we on the Flight of Phoenix
Creating our own wave, despite all The hating people
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Meadows
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