Famous Last Words
First you get the knowledge...
And then you get the WISDOM
I learned being rich is a mindset
'Cuz I'm rich in my process
And before we met, I was ashing out clips in the projects
Still a work in progress
Working in concert with conflict
Tryna find peace is a constant
Working on concepts, content
Working on sites
I was lost as an option!
I had to fall back, get ghost!
(GHOST!)
Get in touch with myself
Not my moniker
No one was rushing to solve all my prol-le-lems
Convos with: Libras and lawyers
Deceivers and loyalists
WHO ARE YOU?
I seen 'em stand outside freezing, freezing
FREEZING!
For a chance at "The Life"
First off: couldn't be me
Not a scenester, I'm a senior
And a principal talent
Iced down Pelligrinos on my rider
Roasted almonds, golden china
Grilled prawns with that mango salsa
She gotta make it
Otherwise it's fraudulent
Taking this Q train damn sure ain't working
Tryna get from Western Beef bag to the Birkin, URGENT!
False friends purging
In the Bike lane swerving
BIG OLE 'BURBAN
Stand back when it's turning
Might scrape the curb
Quake the surface
I'ma break these records and smoke all my debt away
Ten x vision
My limits went thataway, thataway
Had enough holidays hollow
Now, I wanna fill my cup til it overflows!
I'm expecting a harvest
Living as a martyr, a 24 target
Would turn God heartless and bonkers
Yet here I are
Fresh up off the Amistad
Ima star so ima shine
Ima write a thousand rhymes, never give up
Cuz the thousand-and-first is the one that'll burst
And it's still TMC til the wheels fall
Remember streaming his service and streaming tears on the keyboard
I felt a gear shift
Then my child died
Then I felt more pain than I ever had to deal with
So I queued up 10 joints
Hit the kill switch
'Cuz the physical fleets but the records remain
As the bleeding testimony of the King's reign
Momma we did it!
We made a man
Walk in integrity
Harness my path
I was giving to the homeless
I ain't even have a wallet
'Cuz my deep-seated faith
worth more than a dollar
Had to walk into work with that trauma
And still turn out a masterpiece calmly
I gutted my life for these sonnets
I'm hoping that balance my karma
When things went bad
I saw your face
And I knew just what to do
Years went fast
You changed, I changed
But I still wake up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Wake up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Wake up to you
And then you get the WISDOM
I learned being rich is a mindset
'Cuz I'm rich in my process
And before we met, I was ashing out clips in the projects
Still a work in progress
Working in concert with conflict
Tryna find peace is a constant
Working on concepts, content
Working on sites
I was lost as an option!
I had to fall back, get ghost!
(GHOST!)
Get in touch with myself
Not my moniker
No one was rushing to solve all my prol-le-lems
Convos with: Libras and lawyers
Deceivers and loyalists
WHO ARE YOU?
I seen 'em stand outside freezing, freezing
FREEZING!
For a chance at "The Life"
First off: couldn't be me
Not a scenester, I'm a senior
And a principal talent
Iced down Pelligrinos on my rider
Roasted almonds, golden china
Grilled prawns with that mango salsa
She gotta make it
Otherwise it's fraudulent
Taking this Q train damn sure ain't working
Tryna get from Western Beef bag to the Birkin, URGENT!
False friends purging
In the Bike lane swerving
BIG OLE 'BURBAN
Stand back when it's turning
Might scrape the curb
Quake the surface
I'ma break these records and smoke all my debt away
Ten x vision
My limits went thataway, thataway
Had enough holidays hollow
Now, I wanna fill my cup til it overflows!
I'm expecting a harvest
Living as a martyr, a 24 target
Would turn God heartless and bonkers
Yet here I are
Fresh up off the Amistad
Ima star so ima shine
Ima write a thousand rhymes, never give up
Cuz the thousand-and-first is the one that'll burst
And it's still TMC til the wheels fall
Remember streaming his service and streaming tears on the keyboard
I felt a gear shift
Then my child died
Then I felt more pain than I ever had to deal with
So I queued up 10 joints
Hit the kill switch
'Cuz the physical fleets but the records remain
As the bleeding testimony of the King's reign
Momma we did it!
We made a man
Walk in integrity
Harness my path
I was giving to the homeless
I ain't even have a wallet
'Cuz my deep-seated faith
worth more than a dollar
Had to walk into work with that trauma
And still turn out a masterpiece calmly
I gutted my life for these sonnets
I'm hoping that balance my karma
When things went bad
I saw your face
And I knew just what to do
Years went fast
You changed, I changed
But I still wake up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Wake up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Wake up to you
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Waterman
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