Welcome to the Show (feat. Fuze)

Ladies and Gentlemen
Zae's Room

Before I could see you, I dreamed of you,
And that dream became a reality.
Is that how a dream is defined?
A thought that becomes a vision?
A vision that becomes a dream?
A dream that becomes reality?

None of which could be put into motion without action.
Action takes planning, and planning takes vision,
Which takes us right back to our dreams.
It never stops, which means you should never stop.
Don't stop dreaming.
Don't stop.

It been a minute since I wrote a couple bars down
So I figured freestyling won't be hard now
Came thru late to make the bass boom
Made some insane tunes up in Zae's Room

I been conjuring ideas like a chemist nigga
Flow cleaner than a fucking hygienist nigga
Last night had a good night with the bitches nigga
Had the bitch lips open like a dentist nigga

No cap riding in that all black
And every time my bitch ride I make sure we both strapped
No gas nigga that's a known fact
But if you wanna stand tall we can make you collapse (Uh)

Money and power and possession like Birdman
Send a nigga to the heavens make the birds land
I try to make a good impression on my first chance
I make these bitches fall in love at their first glance

I'm cooking up like a whole pot of Oxtails
Niggas want internet beef 'cause they can't box well
They swear they hard bodied when they soft shell
Even my British home girl said, "I can't tell"

I'm the chief like Keef—they just six-nining
Niggas swear they independent but be dick riding
I miss being in the stu' nigga lit-vibing
How can niggas be snakes and still high-five you

Fuck it that's why I be all by damn self
If anybody ask I don't need no damn help
I was taught by any means so even if I can't reach
I'll still find a way to get up on the damn shelf

I could check a rich mane with no damn wealth
I still leave a heavyweight with a damn welt
I still leave his bloodstains on his damn belt
I'm still making chump change and I can't help

But be humble thru the struggle when I wanna rumble
Nigga we buzzing like we bumble—we ain't blowing bubbles
Time to do some fucking numbers—time to fucking hustle
Be the best among us, be humongous—time to up the muscle

I'm what these bitches talking 'bout and that's without the muzzle
All these niggas hella nosy—all they do is nuzzle
Swear these niggas do the most—I still ain't move a muscle
You still ain't proving nothing brother, Sis came thru to cuddle

I cut ya out the pic quick like a cookie cutter
I'm fucking with her 'cause she thick like cookie butter
We might be fucking but if your assumption is I love her
Then my friend you're sorely mistaken and you should've knew better

'Cause see if you knew better you would do better
I'm no rat but I love chasing blue cheddar
Watch for the venom, fuck the snakes lest they 2-steppers
Somewhat of a old soul, but I'm from that new era

See I been knocking these bitches down since '98
Let one these bitches get me bent 'n I'll set 'em straight
It's going down right now like it's no tomorrow
Two straps, deep pockets like some overalls

Let em try me
That's a body
My niggas armed and ready to shoot like a IV
Twin glocks—POP POP—call em Siamese
Double pump like my bitch on a Friday

They wanna be like me, now she like me—they don't like me
If I shoot this jimmer they change genders—shout out Kylie
You's a pretender, I spark embers like lightning
I'm 5'6" but on my tinder I'm like 9'3"

I been up so long I swear I'm never down dog
Blessings shining on me—I feel like a groundhog
So many hate on me it's too many count em all
I just see glass ceilings to shatter when I pounce y'all

I ain't never backed down from a challenge hoe
I'm Kevlar tough—nigga you just Calico
We ten-toes but try to knock us off our balance though
And it's gone be lights, camera, and action:
Welcome to the show!



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Washington, Isaiah Bullard, Sabrina Bell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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