Subconscious
Quelle: Spotify
Intro:
At night is when I day dream the most. By far..
Verse 1:
With no visions of my future, the shit's pitched all black
The Devil's sending text messages, and it's all caps
Planting seeds, hoping I believe that it's all facts
Like "DO YOU REALLY SEE YOURSELF BECOMING RICH OFF RAP?"
I really do, with the help of my crew
We a conglomerate
This time a few years back, the total opposite
A 4-5 and a 9 was the numbers I solved my problems with
Back when I wore a Batman mask, and was robbing shit
With all this work I put in, will it ever show?
With all these songs I put out, will one ever blow?
Fuck a song, will I ever blow?
I guess until that time comes, we'll never know
I'm really going places, is you rolling with it?
I ain't just envision this life, I chose to live it
They say fame is like a drug, I hope you know your limits
Know what you want, but don't sell your soul to get it
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
Verse 2:
I doubt most of these niggas hip to what I'm on
Trying to get my body adjusted to different time zones
Insomnia strikes and that's usually where my mind roams
In search of creativity, I need to leave minds blown
Success is what my minds on, trying to get my team a win
Large revenue's like a huddle, my niggas bring it in
Peace sign in front of that foreign, that means he in Benz
He that nigga, hate to break the news to you, CNN
And if you see a passenger beside me
Know that she a 10, or a 9 like rondo, and my condo is where she attends
In the life I put the D up in..
I need a rider so she hopped up on top and gave me a spin
Then it's back to the city me and my clique running
How the fuck is ya'll the hottest, did I miss something?
When you a stand out they always got they hand out
That's constipation my nigga, you ain't got shit coming
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
Verse 3:
OK money, power, respect, bet I know all three
Feel like I'm setting screens, cuz niggas reaching goals off me
But what's the purpose of me winning if we don't all eat
What's an opinion when I put my heart and soul on beats
Someone coming out of Vegas is what we don't see often
Especially for somebody who done died, so many coffins
If there's a price on my head, I wonder what the cost is
Was a shooter on the court, an even better one off it
I did four years, yeah you heard me nigga, four years
And getting out killing it
Niggas saying it's your year
Walk through the flames, by my damn self
A lot of people left me then resurfaced once the smoke cleared
Real niggas, do you niggas even exist now?
Shit got so real, so real on 106 now
Something like a revolver the way I'm holding my clique down
Labeled "that nigga" cuz labels want to have sit downs
Dirt thrown on my name trying to bury me alive
I'm plottin' to marry the game like what's your wedding ring size?
My new shit breaking news shit, Larry King Live
And fuck a crown, given this history cuz every king died..
Ages before their time came
Patience was the mind frame
A hobo's mind set, I walk through life hoping to find change
My flow poppin', give these haters no options
The streets of Las Vagas they witnessed the rose blossom
Where I'm headed ain't no telling nigga
But where I'm from I'm quick to tell a nigga
I done lost hella niggas
Show and Prove intersested, cosigned you
Hard work's the only time success is gon' find you
My city know I raised the bar with my last tape
And I don't accept cd's that's unless I need an ash tray
I'm a free agent by choice, get your facts straight
If labels wanna change that, they gon' need cap space
The first sign of fraud shit, I'm quick to hit backspace
Competing with these bitch ass niggas feels like a drag race
You heard me nigga.....New Legends
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