This high power like I'm top dawg
Kick out the back seat windows of a cop car
I ain't trying to be a rock star
A batter ram in a game full of locked doors
I used to listen to advice, nowadays shit's shaky
Everybody wanna lead but can't shake being flaky
Gotta make my own path, crack, earthquake shaking
Tryna build an empire before the architect takes me
Whatever that means. Addiction like a crack fiend
Diction like a top chef kitchen spillin' Bactine
Your man's clean that's what I'm saying
I used to catch more streaks and scribe spots than the sprayin'
You can learn a lot creeping late nights when you watch right
The game's hit four corners 'fore the change of the stop lights
Now I'm grown I'm tryna walk right
At the door with the password lemme show you how to knock right
Been in the field for a minute
But I guess these mother fuckers didn't know me when I did it
Wasn't feelin' the terrain, full of wack hoes and vultures
So I tore this bitch up from the roots for the culture
Been in the field for a minute
But I guess these mother fuckers didn't know me when I did it
Wasn't feelin' the terrain, full of wack hoes and vultures
So I tore this bitch up from the roots for the culture
Feel like I've been engineering a fortress
With every picture perfect brick like a portrait
I ain't a savior but a position was vacant
Just finished redecoratin' now the scene's lookin' gorgeous
I'm Bob Ross with a fro and a brush
Paint a picture every stroke is a touch
We ain't cut from the same clothe's the understatement of a century plus
We built from different planetary bacterial mush
Bit of weirdo, the only choice was not to hide it
Conversations a psychedelic trip, get in and ride it
The third hit's the one, countdown to blast
Lift off like space shuttles, Sound barrier crash
I'll keep the jewels to myself though, too many bitchin'
Holding back my wealth of knowledge was a tough decision
Crazy, favors lead to resentment and hate
I focus on the game board instead, I let my actions demonstrate
Been in the field for a minute
But I guess these mother fuckers didn't know me when I did it
Wasn't feelin' the terrain, full of wack hoes and vultures
So I tore this bitch up from the roots for the culture
Been in the field for a minute
But I guess these mother fuckers didn't know me when I did it
Wasn't feelin' the terrain, full of wack hoes and vultures
So I tore this bitch up from the roots for the culture