feeling like Nas
got that NY state of mind
not quite i come from the country side
donde se parandea all night
wespa mulatona
i was typing a serious tunena then the neighbors came in with a boomna
and they followed up with bachata with some fumesna
but we're back in the dream state of mind
where i see them buss crimes
when i see them fly high
where i see them in disguise
see it in real life
but no matter what
not before God's time
feel like sharpay
not in high school
but i think i get my big break
see more then my life is as stake
i took my cross and carried the shame
not going in my grave
got over yesterday
still smoking weed today
my only friend cant pretend
no one really wanna make amends
come around to hound
just to find out if you living in a drought
like God doesnt look out
one way or another God's people will make it out
humbled living a meek life
when i was 16 i said one day im gone get some grills
never hustled for them but hmm
the limit doesnt exist, i guess i should chase that thrill
guess then people will see that i'm real
stopped showing up smiling hit them with a stale grill
my dad taught us the face, the man has no chill
sometimes i see people in my dreams and think
woah is this real
i seen the lights and it was revealed
i guess we didnt agree i think this is my 3rd degree from the lesson
and yet still............................................................
-La'Lee Zion