Ocean

Let It spread, Let it go
From your head, To your toe
Say you next, Let them know
Clear your head, Let it flow
You the best, Let it show
Leave them dead, Let it blow
Go reflect, Reassure
Go be more than before

Open the door, top of the throne, money it grow, I need me some more
Get ready for war, Straight to the core, Upping the score, I ball out like 4
Go to the shore, long live Dior, can I restore what I hope what I swore
My gang they ain't poor but I just want more for them to endure so they can see more
I just want to go platinum but people really don't listen to the whole album
If they listen to me now, they'll just call me a random
But you gotta believe me, I'm not in it for the ransom
Not for money, not for hoes, Not for fame or a name, not even for the cloths
All I want is for people just to stay ten toes
I just hope they learn a lesson and they get it I suppose
Peter piper no pick a pan
Grinding everyday so I can run it up and get a grand
Out hitting lic's, I was thuggin doing what I can
All for my family, I had to stop and be a man

I did what I did for my brothers and sisters and all of my friends
They all got a dream and I want them to win
But this is reality stuck in a pin

Some of them only would call me for help
The next thing you know, I was all by myself
As long as your good, I don't care be yourself
Looking at God now I know he felt

All the world want to do is just fall into sin
Every rapper want the money, not the music within
Words hit you so hard, you can feel it within
Every word is a bullet now Im letting off ten

You either got a real gang or you stuck in a pit
Full of snakes, haven't ate, better not get bit
At this rate, full of hate, but I will not quiet
Dinner date on my plate, give you more on the list

All my family just want is just a little more money
Run track, maybe rap, go D1 in you country
Want a car, Want a house or designer from Gucci
But you just got to believe in me

But what do I want?



Credits
Writer(s): Dray Bledsoe
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