Vision
I been calling plays lately like I'm Shananhan
Just hope I don't have one of them Brady moments
Mixed up in one of them shady moments
That getting caught with the wrong lady moment
I feel it changing all around me
In a position of royalty like
Somebody crowned me
Even got lost on this path
And nobody found me
So you got to understand why
I'm moving so proudly
Man this shit can get wicked
This the ride of your life
You got to get you a ticket
Everything got a price
You better add up the digits
Cause sometimes you'll pay twice
If you don't pay attention
Listen trust me
I'm on mission
Just because you got sight
Don't mean you got a vision
Its a stormy forecast
When you in my position
And I hear them talking
We'll see when they see me
Til then Ima get it the long way
Like the peewee
Its a different type of faith
When the world doubt it
When your friends
Your family
And girl doubt it
And your thoughts get clouded
And you still feel alone even when
You're surrounded
Trying to stack the money so much that
We can't count it
We gonna need them money counters
Violators got to pay when they out of bounds
You never know what you gonna miss
Until it's not around
I don't want to hear it
Not a sound
Unless it's that bag talk
That switching lanes
In the Jag talk
I been had my feet cemented
In the asphalt
They ain't used to know my name
Now I'm who they ask for
On these beats I give a testimony
Like a pastor
The cloth I'm cut from
That's a unique fabric
Grab Nunie something new
It float and the seats lavish
The game is to keep ya head up
Above water
Until then ain't nothing gonna align
When you out of order
And borderline
Is too close for my comfort
Cause I came from moving trees
Like I was cutting down lumber
They can't believe I made it
Through this shit
With no plunger
I ain't gonna fumble it
The ones that never turned they back on me
Is who I'm running with
Put begets around my neck
To make sure I never forget
All the times I was next to the fire
And didn't sweat
All the money that I made in the streets
I need to collect
Cause before I earned a dime
I was earning niggas respect
Ever breath that I take
Is a chance for me to escape
Sometimes your own family
Can't even relate
The work that I put into this
You can't even debate
So I ain't letting nobody
Take nothing off my plate
Just hope I don't have one of them Brady moments
Mixed up in one of them shady moments
That getting caught with the wrong lady moment
I feel it changing all around me
In a position of royalty like
Somebody crowned me
Even got lost on this path
And nobody found me
So you got to understand why
I'm moving so proudly
Man this shit can get wicked
This the ride of your life
You got to get you a ticket
Everything got a price
You better add up the digits
Cause sometimes you'll pay twice
If you don't pay attention
Listen trust me
I'm on mission
Just because you got sight
Don't mean you got a vision
Its a stormy forecast
When you in my position
And I hear them talking
We'll see when they see me
Til then Ima get it the long way
Like the peewee
Its a different type of faith
When the world doubt it
When your friends
Your family
And girl doubt it
And your thoughts get clouded
And you still feel alone even when
You're surrounded
Trying to stack the money so much that
We can't count it
We gonna need them money counters
Violators got to pay when they out of bounds
You never know what you gonna miss
Until it's not around
I don't want to hear it
Not a sound
Unless it's that bag talk
That switching lanes
In the Jag talk
I been had my feet cemented
In the asphalt
They ain't used to know my name
Now I'm who they ask for
On these beats I give a testimony
Like a pastor
The cloth I'm cut from
That's a unique fabric
Grab Nunie something new
It float and the seats lavish
The game is to keep ya head up
Above water
Until then ain't nothing gonna align
When you out of order
And borderline
Is too close for my comfort
Cause I came from moving trees
Like I was cutting down lumber
They can't believe I made it
Through this shit
With no plunger
I ain't gonna fumble it
The ones that never turned they back on me
Is who I'm running with
Put begets around my neck
To make sure I never forget
All the times I was next to the fire
And didn't sweat
All the money that I made in the streets
I need to collect
Cause before I earned a dime
I was earning niggas respect
Ever breath that I take
Is a chance for me to escape
Sometimes your own family
Can't even relate
The work that I put into this
You can't even debate
So I ain't letting nobody
Take nothing off my plate
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Williams
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