Becoming a Boss

Becoming a boss, came at a cost
Some wins and some loss, they drinking that voss
I'm sipping on tea, they plotting on me
Turned to a Don, so don't double cross
Cause I'm with the guys, don't call us the mob
No corn on the cob, we eating at Vinny's

Riding around in my city
New whip the windows is tinted, you ain't messing with me
Don't got a piece but my homie is keeping it with him
And he will get with it, don't care if your kidding
Glock it be singing like boogie, I came in a hoodie
Told her wallahi I would but then I never did it
I couldn't because of this life that I'm living
I promise you that I am different
New album is dropping I hope you consider it
Most people are never considerate
Ain't rapping no lies I am living it
Moving like Tony Soprano I need me a Melfi
Swear that I'm crazy can't even be looking at selfies
The man in the mirror my enemy, some people is dead to me
Most people comedians, funnily average
They say that I'm mean, I say that I'm special
Don't stoop to their level, sooner or later I'll show em
I plan on packing promotions, hard work is always the potion

Becoming a boss, came at a cost
Some wins and some loss, they drinking that voss
I'm sipping on tea, they plotting on me
Turned to a Don, so don't double cross
Cause I'm with the guys, don't call us the mob
No corn on the cob, we eating at Vinny's

Riding around with my demons
I plan on playing for 24 seasons
Realest their is and I don't need a reason
I will prevail till the day I inhale
My final breath, they wishing me death
I'm wishing em peace, that is the difference
They pray for my downfall; I pray that they spring up
Winter is coming, Prophet is here with the Re-up
Flow like the summer can't catch it like Cupp
Pour it on up, sipping be taking the pain away
Putting in work on the day to day
Putting out hits man I'm here to stay
Calling me Don but it ain't my name
Calling the shots and I take the blame
I took an oath and I lit the flame
Platinum the chain and that's word to my faith
Allah is great so I pray everyday
Not for the riches, the bitches, or fame
All that I ask is I see him one day
All that I say, and all that I pray for
And all that pray for
All that I pray is I see him one day
Yea, pray to Allah he is the great
But call me a Don
Don't double cross
Call me the Don
Know I'm the boss
Don't sip on that Voss; I sip on that tea
They plotting on me
I'm pulling from three, I'm hitting that shit
Just know that it's me



Credits
Writer(s): Tariq Abed
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