Felt a little discouraged when I woke up and had to recharge myself with a little braggadocio and a workout. Writing and sweating will snap you right out of that sucka shit real quick.
It’s easy to get discouraged but it’s hard for me to quit
So until I stop breathing I’m gonna keep talking shit
My loved ones barely know what I’m really dealing with
Fighting for my kingship, but opposition is a myth
There’s nobody in front me saying what I can't do
So I’m looking in the mirror asking “Nigga, who is you?”
My chest is hardened steel and my heart pumps gold
And after God made me, I bought and broke the mold
The only man built like me is in a box in my room
And if you think you come close then please lead me to my tomb
I’m on my Highlander and there can only be one
So I’m swinging for your head until my soul rest with the sun
My eyes are to heavens and I’m picking out some stars
So I can pluck them out the sky and replace their light with ours
What the world’s willing to give me will never be enough
So I’ll take what I want and naysayers will get snuffed
I’m building an empire so try and catch me if you can
You can roast in the flames or you can take my hand
Either way, this train is moving so please get off the track
And if you really wanna roll, join the party on my back
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