82 N 0

Most don't really know the feeling
Something creeping in your window
Hard to focus when you're hearing
Voices whispering in your earlobe
Safe to say can't help but fear it
Trust is hard to find on your own
Can relate it's in my spirit
Failure knocking on my front door

Just touched down back in LA from a good trip
Made a couple business partners, margin offers the whole tip oh
Back in the city the see me as Mary saw Joseph
I'm daddy out here, I aint even got fuck you to notice
Pump 15
Gasoline
Fill my tank then head on the road
Lately rocking diamonds I got tired of gold
Jedi in this bitch, I got they necks in a hold
Never forced no girl to please me she did that on her own
Still got scores to settle,
I can't kick back til I'm well off
All that chit chat sounds like metal
They way I rock y'all just some pebbles
East side west side, where I peddle
My bitch so bad she like 4 nickels
Talking bout dimes then I got several
You cross the line you think you special
I said oh no
In my own league, y'all don't know me
The score is 82 82 82 82 82 n 0
By my lonely, just me and my team
The score is only 82 82 82 82 82 ah

Oh oh
How many times I've done proven my status, y'all all need to stop
Oh oh oh
The furthest from average, your best is my practice, way less than a challenge
I kill 'em all
Sent 'em home
Break a bone
Wheel 'em off
Keep it going
Til it's know
I'm the top of the bracket
If they won't
Open door
Grab a pole
Let it blow
Never dull moments
Like chapped lips we get it cracking, fantastic
Lights, camera, action, my life is a movie scene
My price the epitome, of credit debt on shopping sprees
Searching for a higher peace, stress is nothing new to me
Pressure comes with excellence, the evidence, is irony,
Cause a lot of yall seem way too relaxed to ever succeed
Can't tell you who imma be, we can only wait and see

In my own league, y'all don't know me
The score is 82 82 82 82 82 n 0
By my lonely, just me and my team
The score is 82 82 82 82 82 82

Still not ready
Hot box reggie, been high on life 'til the contact hit me
Pray the lord forgive me
Fucking all these thots, while serving food for thought that'll fill your belly
Really wanna cater to every concept from conscious to catastrophic, obnoxious and I'll Still get petty
Can't relate to nothing, these other niggas discussing,
Your culinary disgusting, there ain't shit you could tell me
I hopped off the porch and punched it
My dawgs support the process
Ducked off and working I been
Just young, sexy, black, and poppin'
I don't fuck with 12 but lately
I like what I see and cop it
Paying off credit card debt is not how I need my time spent
So cash only if I got it
Less withdrawals, more deposit
Money my conversation let's quit it with all that nonsense
Lifestyle becoming priceless
I party for free and digest
The good, the bad, and the righteous
Then head back and get to writing
Life is my motivation
More inspired than I've ever been
Not sure how they will take it
But fuck opinions and the middle man
Did it with nobody backing me
I am the 1 through infinity actually
Know that the devil gon' keep coming after me
I'm on a level that only a few have seen
I said

Pump 15
Gasoline
Fill my tank then head on the road
Lately rocking diamonds I got tired of gold
Jedi in this bitch, I got they necks in a hold
Never forced no girl to please me she did that on her own
Still got scores to settle,
I cant kick back til I'm well off
All that chit chat sounds like metal
They way I rock y'all just some pebbles
East side west side, where I peddle
My bitch so bad she like 4 nickels
Talking bout dimes then I got several
You cross the line you think you special
I said oh no
In my own league, y'all don't know me
The score is 82 82 82 82 82 n 0
By my lonely, me and my team
The score is only 82 82 82 82 82