Tunnel Vision/Thabo's Outro

(Fik Made It)
Win win
I win win
Win win

Tunnel vision my vision
Everything else is fiction
I don't pay no comissions
No I don't care bout my diction
No I don't seek benediction
I just made my petitions
I just got my conviction from momma and all my relations
No I don't feel nothing wrong I crucified all my flaws
I just dealt with the frauds turned fake in-laws to outlaws
Only catch me outdoors when lying basking on shores
Coz every day is working day but I give one day to God
No I give, wait-
More than twenty, four I was never brought up in plenty
Coming from the blocks and I ain't talking bout Jenny
Charge a milli for my thoughts who care bout a penny
Message in a bottle came through no Henny
Only time I get stoned is when I'm rocking a chain
As a proof of the gain that we made through the pain
Now I'm copping a ring for a Gigi LaMayne
That's a rack in a pack was a wreck in a sack
All I see is fakes see a cat in a pack
And the wolves don't attack just pat on the back
Just glad it's a lack of some balls in their sack
It's a fact it's a fact Imma go get it back
If you're whack Imma whack some sense into your back
Coz it's time that you go get real not a Mac
Coz it's keyboard singers and they think they can rap
My Word!
Reach one teach one
Represent each one which one
Picture every kid with a dream (That's lil me!)
Big for my shoes split seams (That's lil me!)
Knew I'd be big as it seems
Gassed up all clean no I ain't got a sin (That's lil me!)
Bout to blow up on the scene
Listening to Little Simz in a black limousine
MSA till the death of me
And If you rep the city gotta pray for me
I got London calling like it's Stephanie
Student of the game like it's alchemy
Feeling lucky like I smoked some daffodils
I just surf on all the cacophony
Funny thing is that they used to laugh at me
Now I kick em for kicks like Belfodil
And I need all my pay in advance
If you ain't bopping y'all in a trance
I'm a Big Shaq so I ain't gotta dance
Love everything vintage Concours d'Elegance
Bounce

Anyway erm
But yeah one day I know-
I want all of us to be, like
Masters of all
That stuff
Masters of the arts should I say
But at the same time
If-if, you know, someone just decides
"I just wanna be the greatest rapper"
Or the greatest singer or the greatest songwriter
That's fine as well, you know
I'm greedy I want-I want like, all of that shit, erm
Maybe one day I'll learn to produce
But that's secondary, that's further down the line
But yeah, yeah
You ain't crazy man
You ain't crazy
We're the dreamers
We're the crazy-sounding motherfuckers
But give it time
Let time do its thing and people will soon see what we're on about
You know