What is the future?/
I see it/
I ain’t here to be a loser /
soy un ellipses /
tryna sharpen up my picture //
Stuck with making life decisions /
while these loans is coming quick-en /
son this shit is sickening/
nigga I’m just tryna KICKI IT! /
Twisted Sister steez like I’m not gonna take it /
my ego frontin on me yelling fake it til you make it /
my pride is level headed saying just stick with the basics /
and my conscious in between em tryna find a trail and blaze it / yaow / getting’ faded is the easy way to see a change /
just for a minute /
and then it’s back to greeting pain /
like I don’t live it /
like I can’t open up my window,
see a nigga getting dropped
and try to flush it out my vision /
fishing with bad bait /
the sushi here is last rate /
and niggas in this rat race
got bitches actin’ maaaad fake //
yup they wylin //
on every single island //
but I ain’t lift these heavy weights to ever throw the towel in /
the foul stench of this jungle keep brothas on edge /
that’s why we gotta use Morse code to get these thoughts read /
out in the open we exposing our roots /
just cause there’s new kids on the block /
don’t mean the old ones are use / less /
less of this fool shit please /
more of the true shit G /
but/ the truth is these /
liars are ruthless, me /
puttin’ on from the 'Wick to the Stuy /
you could pick up PTSD fucking with kings county frontlines /
hands up, one time /
for the death of the One Time /
them niggas be a little too proud to test how their gun shines //
though I ain’t ever in it for the drama /
I’m just tryna touch the Eiffel for my Army at the Plaza //
and since Paris is a long way from Prospect /
the prospects of seeing her tend to keep gettin’ shot dead /
though I could spot when opportunity knocks /
my road is rocky /
so I just punch out of corners when boxed /
lookin’ up at the sky //
chasing Verdery through the fog
I’m done with asking why /
just deliver her through these songs /
It’s like a painting /
watching the water kick up from their trainers /
see my London niggas know
I’m getting’ drowsy watching runners in the park...