Scofield

I was born with a will to win
Reigned supreme as teen trust I will again
I've been working this hard and I'm still convinced
Once I'm out this dark fantasy the real commence
Concealed the tints, cuz I'm tryna stay up out the way
Just tryna be happy I oblige to Mary J
Fly with the rhymes I supply everyday
Surprise! I'm the guy with the tie & cape
But not to save-a-hoe this is Captain Quotable
Here to catch you off guard think Ashton's older show
The game's a long river treat it like a motorboat
Letting thoughts sink in too much and it overflows
The weights too much the wrong people I over throw
But I guess its still better than sleeping from overdose
Time is money I'm finding myself in debt
And war don't determine who's right just who left
So I'm down 'til the death, my towns like the Vet
See we boo Santa Claus cuz he ain't 'round with a check
I bang on every track you'd think I'm with down with a set
But I only throw up this sick sound I perfect
Laugh & joke at times but I don't clown with respect
So take it as a weakness and you bound to regret
Play with nothing to lose think Browns or the Jets
If you rock with bYc then you down with the best
Fuck the rest

I gotta make it out
Ready to see what a better life is shaking 'bout
I gotta make it out
Played my role in this story can't take me out
I gotta make it out
Prison or jail, write, send bail, break me out
I gotta make it out
No other plans for ya mans son without a doubt

I gotta make it out
Ready to see what a better life is shaking 'bout
I gotta make it out
Played my role in this story can't take me out
I gotta make it out
Prison or jail, write, send bail, break me out
I gotta make it out
No other plans for ya mans son without a doubt

Champagne dreams, 40 ounce budget
Everyone can't be rich like Warren Buffet
Or even play ball for the Denver Nuggets
You gotta start somewhere tho, fuck it
I've done dirt in my time I won't lie
And I'll probably do more I won't try
To act like I'm perfect so don't cry
You can't see better days through closed eyes
Regardless I'm really not a bad guy
I just wanna have sex, stay mad high
Chill wit' my dogs, party, stay mad fly
But it seems I can't push away the bad vibes
It was either rap shit or trap shit
Now I'm lying face down on my mattress
Thinking that the eggs in the wrong basket
Feels like I'm only happy while the zags lit
I used to cut classes to puff grass and clutch asses of sluts who was the fastest
I didn't chase the path that was crafted
Burning through my soul similar to acid
I should go to church and be a baptist
But I still battle with these old habits
Underneath this mental straight-jacket
Is a heart that's about to make it happen

I gotta make it out
Ready to see what a better life is shaking 'bout
I gotta make it out
Played my role in this story can't take me out
I gotta make it out
Prison or jail, write, send bail, break me out
I gotta make it out
No other plans for ya mans son without a doubt

I gotta make it out
Ready to see what a better life is shaking 'bout
I gotta make it out
Played my role in this story can't take me out
I gotta make it out
Prison or jail, write, send bail, break me out
I gotta make it out
No other plans for ya mans son without a doubt