30 Piece
I'm knocking on 30s door
The way that I be living I pray I see 30 more
Vision may be poor but what I'm visioning ain't poor
I'm not buying what they selling I know that it's more in store
Don't hit me and say you miss me I reply and say you bored
Mi amor don't say you love me unless you sure
Read receipts on so you know when you ignored
How you buying Michael Kors but want me to get Dior?
My vibe different my aura naturally pure
The high hit then my mind shift and I soar
My pen on point I'm swinging it like a sword
Cleaning up these wack MCs this shit a chore
I'm still pulling strings I hope we on one accord
Fuck a feds list I was tryna make the Forbes
Still put in work we mask up like luchadores
Really from them trenches keep my hammer like I'm Thor
I tell my story from the glory to the gore
All this weight that's on my chest only building up my core
My cup was half empty I was still tryna pour
They took away they love I was still showing more
It's 3am on a week day
The Henny turned it off but the weed stay on replay
Sound the same but it's a difference in how we pray
10 toes down forever solid is how we stay
Scoring on these niggas I'm in the game like EA
Gotta show these niggas that I run it like a relay
My hood sell a little bit of everything like eBay
Work yea fricky fricky cut it like a DJ
Tryna push the rock but we wasn't tryna be Jay
Drumming with the base but we wasn't tryna be Ye
Gotta take the back roads can't take the freeway
Gotta be cautious it's well worth the delay
Money over bullshit handle mine the M.O.B. way
Black but I can talk to the plug like Felipe
Shiesty how she got a man but calling me bae
Got a vegan eating up my meat it's her cheat day
I'm just tryna put a smile on my mother's face
I'm just tryna chase the dreams that my brothers chase
Do everything I can to make sure my sons straight
Good ain't good enough they gotta be beyond great
Intuition kicking in I gotta keep my faith
Destined for more so I gotta go fulfill my fate
Full of sin but bow my head when I say my grace
If karma catch me then I pray the lord my soul to take
I put in work overtime I ain't need a break
For my block I was banging like a 808
I don't want the vibe if I feel it's fake
All I show is love I overlook the hate
Articulate they love the way I illustrate
I'm that nigga and I hate to have to iterate
Prolific hella gifted let me demonstrate
Nas needed one mic I only need I take
The way that I be living I pray I see 30 more
Vision may be poor but what I'm visioning ain't poor
I'm not buying what they selling I know that it's more in store
Don't hit me and say you miss me I reply and say you bored
Mi amor don't say you love me unless you sure
Read receipts on so you know when you ignored
How you buying Michael Kors but want me to get Dior?
My vibe different my aura naturally pure
The high hit then my mind shift and I soar
My pen on point I'm swinging it like a sword
Cleaning up these wack MCs this shit a chore
I'm still pulling strings I hope we on one accord
Fuck a feds list I was tryna make the Forbes
Still put in work we mask up like luchadores
Really from them trenches keep my hammer like I'm Thor
I tell my story from the glory to the gore
All this weight that's on my chest only building up my core
My cup was half empty I was still tryna pour
They took away they love I was still showing more
It's 3am on a week day
The Henny turned it off but the weed stay on replay
Sound the same but it's a difference in how we pray
10 toes down forever solid is how we stay
Scoring on these niggas I'm in the game like EA
Gotta show these niggas that I run it like a relay
My hood sell a little bit of everything like eBay
Work yea fricky fricky cut it like a DJ
Tryna push the rock but we wasn't tryna be Jay
Drumming with the base but we wasn't tryna be Ye
Gotta take the back roads can't take the freeway
Gotta be cautious it's well worth the delay
Money over bullshit handle mine the M.O.B. way
Black but I can talk to the plug like Felipe
Shiesty how she got a man but calling me bae
Got a vegan eating up my meat it's her cheat day
I'm just tryna put a smile on my mother's face
I'm just tryna chase the dreams that my brothers chase
Do everything I can to make sure my sons straight
Good ain't good enough they gotta be beyond great
Intuition kicking in I gotta keep my faith
Destined for more so I gotta go fulfill my fate
Full of sin but bow my head when I say my grace
If karma catch me then I pray the lord my soul to take
I put in work overtime I ain't need a break
For my block I was banging like a 808
I don't want the vibe if I feel it's fake
All I show is love I overlook the hate
Articulate they love the way I illustrate
I'm that nigga and I hate to have to iterate
Prolific hella gifted let me demonstrate
Nas needed one mic I only need I take
Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Lee
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