Herah

Man this is crazy
We just won twice and we're right back to where we started
But I guess it's just another night
For our type

The extinct kind
The real kind
The one that multiplies overnight type
The one that still gets it right, tryna stay right

Tryna hustle, stay the grind overnight type
Yeah
Know I keep it real, cause I keep it real
Even when I speak in tongues

Yeah
Oh you can hear me still
Even if it's lost in translation
Got a whole fuckin' nation

Persuaded
By television
Some fuckin' music
Headphones

That got drilled into their fuckin' heart
Head like a drill sergeant
Hmm
Yeah

I'm not trippin' about the shit that you been sayin' to me in my mind
Call it type of pallor
See, can't even pronounce it right
Telepathic like my dogs and my fuckin' future children

Super saiyan, yeah
You fuckin' know it
It's what you get when you hold on to it
Cherish little things along the way you get

So you don't take that shit for granted
Man
Swear you don't understand what I could be doin
I'm like a fuckin' water fluid

I shape and adapt to it
Yeah
You fuckin' really do know it, right
Hope you do see through it, alright

Just hope
Maybe you
Can go and get some fuckin
Game tonight

Goin
Caught away
Tonight
To get yourself

Okay tonight
Cause if you could just see the light
On the other side
Of this fuckin' tunnel

High vision
So blind
But I cannot see the light in this darkness
Time, I stay so blind

But yet I shine
Fuck this shit
On to the next one
Right

Cause that's really what I've been doin
Kinda gettin' around
Like an old friend
So you know what to do

Get on to that
Knees for an old friend
Please
A real wrap

For a real thug
Need a real hug
Like a real superhero
Jedi mind tricks

Doesn't hope to have overnight shit
Dumb mumbling
Fuckin' around, bro
Yeah, you already know

Take that shit from your chest, yo
Second one though
Never miss a beat
Skip a damn flow

Real rough
Like a damn flow
Soldier
On the damn streets, yo

Feet adapt to concrete
Want it
Don't want it
Don't want it

Yo
Feet adapt to concrete
One, two, three
Keep the damn beat

Keep it fuckin' real street
Keep the flow
Damn raw
Like a damn soul

Say from the damn heart
Feelin' like Mr. Incredible right now, man
Could be I just found my
Mrs. Elastic

Start a family
Of superhero children
Damn
That'd be so fantastic

So pardon me for this commercial break
And the interruption
That's just for the vision
Now

Get yourself some trumpets
Little beat pad
And a note
Write those shots down

When they come right to you
Give yourself some time
To think right though
She just nappin' overnight

Alright
Now I'm really bein' offered
A new way to sleep
A new way to sleep in

Shhh, baby, don't say a peep, huh
Could this be the first seed
That I plant
In the loathing

Now I'm tryna
Take another note though
Got this, man
Don't let her eat all your groceries

Type shit
Just let her buy you some
So you can grow big, yeah
Get yourself big and strong

Yeah
Don't let your mind get wrong
Cause I've been down that road
Oh so wrong

But it's alright
But it's alright
This thing should keep holdin' on
To such as the light

Time to go shine
Get my mind right
Time to get my pump right
Get my flow right

For my fuckin' love I met last time
In my dreams
Now she in my fuckin' mind
In my bed

Woah
It's a future time
Still though
Told you it was fuckin' real

Had to prove it to you
Swear to God I could put a fuckin
Hundred dollar bill in your face
With a black pen

Still think it's counterfeit
Wonder if that's why you see
The counterfeit
That's the shit

You see in your own
Kin
Yeah, how's that for checkin' privilege
Still can't respect it

Same when I got in this feelings
Yeah, the truck, yeah
Alright
No respect for the people that brought me here

So I can speak my voice on the beat
Tell me how to do it
So it didn't happen very randomly
It's a piece

Remember
Drivin
Right before I went to jail
Saw a young male

Walkin
With his headphones on
Listenin' to some sort of tune
I can see it right through him

Maybe in the last words
Before I got locked up
Cause it was the last night
Before I fucked up

Told him to go listen to some J. Cole beats, man
Shit, that's fucked up
Could've taken over the world overnight, man
Glad I didn't get that fucked up

Could've fuckin' robbed a bank, though
Checkin' those security cameras
Thinkin' about gettin' a fuckin' army
But that shit's guarded like a fuckin

Don't need to keep movin
Whatever, then
Guess really all I'm doin' is, uh
Paintin' pictures of a survivin', man

Not a criminal, my friend
Fuck
Yeah