We Out!

I'm finna go to the park
Feel like I should take a walk, bad little bitch with a dog & it bark
Then, I'ma spark
In the park
That reminded me, dawg
I need some spark plugs for the Kia Rio
I'm the real deal
Tracksuit, black & yellow like it's Kill Bill
Blowing down the dope, I need to take a chill pill
Blowing down the dope, I needed to take a chill pill

Money in the safe
I was poor growing up though, but now I save
Federally's chased
Now I'm legal, take it to the bank
I just wanna thank everybody for the role you played
I been rolling j's
Pearl it, light it, take it to the face

Now, I know fools with tools like they work for DeWalt
I'm aware of the rules, but I'm cool by default
Cuz it's in me to be pleasant, from peasant to boss
Contradiction: I'm sweet because were called to be the salt
Less concerned about the jewels & all the shoes that you bought
How many jewels can I use when perusing your thoughts?
Knowledge & understanding equals wealth in the vault
I can help with my deeds, but can't get caught up on talk
I ain't bouta go back to working minimum wage
Rather get on the stage than to live in a cage
Started rapping at nine, I know this ain't a phase
People without the passion usually quit when they age
It's more than a profession, not a regular job
That's a problem for many that'll never be solved
I just put it on record, then I left it with God
Trusting He'll have me even if I'm never a star



Credits
Writer(s): Steve M.
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