do you believe
do you believe in following dreams
when everybody
try to critique your craft
but you just laugh
and tell em
you can miss me with all that shit
im rapping for my family
till family make grammys
they tell me to break a leg
but i only been pulling hammies
been playing a bit too safe
think i need to raise up the stakes a bit
but its safe to say my lanes have change
i aint the same nigga that be hitting up ya phone
yelling we some kings
naw
no longer talk about it dog i walk about it
shadow boxing demons cleaning out my closet
make deposits to my bank account
need no savings take it out
flip it spend it with ambitions of a rider
if she beside him
hold it down be my day 1
stick beside me till the fortune and the fame
switching lanes
till we bigger than biggie pac em and jay
mr 3000
wilin' till we go from public housing to the islands
(hook)
dont cry
its ok
it wont be long
ill be home
x2
you know that feeling when you feel like you the greatest
you want that shit to last forever
you look into the mirror and you see your face
you be like damn that nigga handsome
took a look back at my past i was like damn
nigga i been through some shit
but god almighty got me through i was like ohh
shouldn't of never second guessed him
blessed me with hommies by my side thats down to ride
they know i would do the same
even when we aint in touch after awhile
we link up like aint nothing change
and to my moms i wanna tell you that i love you
i know your struggle through the hustle was uncomfortable
but somehow you kept the family together
man.. i wish i was a better adolescent
(hook)
baby girl lemme know
is you with it or nah
will we make it to the bed or the floor
gimme more
x4
tell me hows it feel baby girl hows it feel
to let a nigga slip inside ya system to instill
the real chronic medicine to take ya mind adrift
aint no need for common sense just roll this weed
and blaze this spliff
it wont be long until im gone
i gotta hit the road
promote these shows to go perform
to get straight to this dough
to bring it back home back to my family
but till then all i got is you and this drink in my hand
and intentions on where we plan to be
baby girl lemme know
can we kick it or nah
infiltrating your heart
making you fall in love
with a nigga like me
twist my dreadz while i roll up this weed
then i proceed to get knee deep in that pussy
lookie here lets make something clear
i know you might be wifey type but leave that over there
im only here for 1 night and im tryna get it in
i got 24 hours to get you up in yo bed
yo listen here im tryna live im only 23 imma kid
girl i cant commit and face the consequence of commitment
i know your something different we come from different walks of life
your walk is right
your talk is nice you quality for whats in store
ill take you on a tour round the city watch the ravens game
then take you round my way hit valentinos
then hit kings dominion
before we head back to my spot tho
ill take out to towson watch you shake it drop it low
baby lemme know
(hook)
what you bout you bout that life
hit blunt before go inside
yea that pre game shit lit by the hour till we higher than the eiffel tower
shower fuck for bout an hour got a bus to catch a trip out to atlantic city
baby is you wit me
lemme know i got so much in store
make sure you dont want nothing more
wit yo sexy ass fresh outta that magazine print
got insecurities bout walking down that runway strip
but imperfections makes a perfectionist
but you humble yourself as if you wasnt better than all of them veterans
take that walk with me and see the beauty of a star
i aint brunno mars but lemme sing you a song
can count on me gimme a call
when im back in town ill hit you up
im rolling kush to lift you up
having problems wit ya ma ill split you up
take you by the hand dont need a plan go with the wind
i aint ya man but im closer than he ever been
girl take off yo clothes put on a show
let a nigga know you ready for wha ti got up in store
yea im talking bout tha real love
yea cause im searching for a real love
(hook)x4
Come and take a hit of this
Potent
Roll a bit of sticky got me
choking
Bust it wide open
For a real nigga
Pyron in your system nigga deal with it
I'm I'll wit you a stale blunt get my baddest bitch to come and wet you up
To exhale that fake shit tell my mama that I finally made it
Drowning down ciroc all around the clock
Hitting up my phone I'm never pick in up
Less it's bout the money miss me with the lies
I don't need your talk got my own supply
But my shit is crack tho
Burn it on a record watch the cash flow
Wit mad flows mad dough wit mad blow mad haters warm the bench while I Stephen curry
No worries January's very own I ain't j Cole but bitch I'm finna to blow
Let these know I ain't playing no games
Take your girl and introduce her to some Mary Jane
30,000 ft up on a plane headed out to Florida hit Atlanta Georgia
Hit across the boarder
Bring it back home hit my nigga on the phone
She said..
(hook)
Let's get high
Let's get high
Let's get high
Break that sticky down
Roll it in a blunt
Light the spliffy up
Get me high as fuck
(Terrence Smalls verse)
Bad bitch entourage nowadays
Still make the power plays
Smoke the sour while i watch an hour fade then pass by that bomb powder keg .
This green thumb grow the finest strain
How life treat me ?man I can't complain
all a king wanna do is just chief and get paid
if the bitch give head
Than she in my good grace
Good gracious
Saw me at the show and now she wanna be the main chick
Took a hit of wax only for the concentration
Learned to make million from my predecessors
No university could ever teach a better lesson
And since I see success I know these feeling threatened
I know I'm the type of Biggs that don't need acceptance
But by confidence on 100 mill
I'm sci Fi mixed with a bunch of trill
if it pay to be the boss fuck the bill
Point me in the direction of who the fuck to kill
Wayne Perry on a track nigga
Larry Davis of the bar spitting
I gotta lines and all hitting
White girls hear the dope and they gon sniff it
(hook)x2
Take a sip of this
Drank
Hit a bit of this
Smoke
Tell me girl what you
Thank
Am I the realest nigga you
Know
Parden me for my arrogance
But I ain't got no time for your 2 cents
We out here making moves while you choosing
You losing while I'm representing my marylanders
Middle fingers to the ones who can't stand us
Oh damn you mad bruh
The baddest bitch and I have her
Dick her down passing spliffs around
Got a show to do in an hour
Smoking on some diesel got me feeling sour
Hazy off the purp with purple rain we shower down on you niggas
Shouts out to king los represent the city
Keep it bout a buck fifty
If you fucking me put yo spliffies in the air
We high over red eyes over here we biting off a peice of the pie over here
Come and take a flight we power tripping sipping liquor
I dont got no type I'm just finna get lit up
I'm chilling with my niggas dream chasing plotting millions
(hook)x2
What do you see when you looking at a king
Do you see from what he was or what he became to be
Do you see from what he did for the long run
Beyond one of many times intentions we're beyond him
No condom was necessary I plant my seed to breed a visionary
Inherit father figure traits but wait I'm feeling worried
Because my father figure buried in a west Virginia cemetery
God help me
I went to get a crib get a job get a car
So I can be financially stable to raise this kid of mine
before he comes premeditate a better state of mind
to take on fatherhood before I hit the age of 21
Prepare his mom for mother hood
Did the best that I could
To ease the pain from every contraction that came
Make an honest woman out of her
Make her mama proud of her
Battle insecurities to get them demons out of her
But I had my hesitations debating weather we would make it
Facing the consequence of separation
I wasn't faithful I'll admit that
I wanted both worlds chasing ass while my girl was in the kitchen
Making magic outta can goods
While my son crying need to change his pampers
I wonder was my dad the same same name same face same games that he played
I need to break the chain
(hook)x2
My intentions where good I wish could change the way the shit had went down
Call me crazy cause I'm chasing my dreams well mother fucker take a look at me now
I ain't finna die on my son or lie on my son
Imma survive for my son and provide for my son
Every time I look into his eyes I see the sun
Shining down on the next malcom x
on the next malcome x
What you expect expect nothing less than greatness
Make these mother fuckers devastated
The devils waiting on me but I'm fucking pacing
Cause I'm tryna make it to his first day and graduation
You see your chance then take it no matter if intentions were good
They still gone hate you
Theyll see you as the villain till the end result
But once you prove em wrong then the naysayers actin friendly now
But see they want what's in ya pocket but they won't rob you they'll hang around you
Looking for a handout tryna make a living off you
Before the clout they never thought of you
When the struggle wasn't far from you
They kept a certain distance
Because they knew one day you'd make it but was too timid to admit it
Acting like some bitches
Till they came to find out that you making it
Then hitting up your phone with that remember back way way when
Save it
Then niggas hit ya phone talking crazy niggas tryna stick me for my paper
Niggas tryna stick me for my paper
Will I see tomorrow
Will I see my son grow
Will I have to bear arms just to keep the peace
Beneath my jeans in case my friends become my enemies
Will I gravitate away from broke nigga tendencies
Will I keep my heart up on my sleeves through this music industry
Will I sell my soul for almighty cream
Or will I take the cream and flip it turn my dreams into reality
Will I make my family proud of me
We'll have to wait and see
(hook)x2
My intentions where good I wish could change the way the shit had went down
Call me crazy cause I'm chasing my dreams well mother fucker take a look at me now
I take a hit this weed and then I hop in my whip
I take a trip back to the time when people did give a shit
When I ain't have a place to stay and them corners was cold
And when you let me in your heart and gave a piece of your soul
That let me know that you was down from the get go
My mental made a promise not to let go
Of the past and what we been through
I laugh at the good time get mad when the bad comes
Kick back playing sad songs regret I was dead wrong
Should of gave you your space after the break up
Now when I wake up I miss when we layed up
Even when I'm layed up with another bitch
I'm hoping that she leaving in the morning I don't love the bitch
Then I'm on to another bitch then another bitch after another bitch
The cycle of my life I Fucking love this shit
Party everyday Fucking every night incorporating business making moves getting hella high
Synchronize the two into a Looney toon
A movie soon to be
Animate ya and you will see the making of a king
Dream obscene ideas
While this weed I hit
Call me psychic
I for see a king thru these dreams I spit
Hope for the average Joe to row ya boat thru the territory of the unknown
Where the camera flash your past into existence roll the film
To reflect on who was fake and who was really there for kin
When I needed diapers for my son but couldn't find the ends
Then you hit me on the phone and said I got you you my mans
dog i thank you for that shit
I pray that this rap shit levitate a nigga to 6 figures
Fuck it millions dreaming bigger than the average Joe
Lemme know if life more than chasing after hoes
A wife and kids is that the way to go
9 to 5 provide for a home and a car note
Or go from show to show to hoe to hoe to smoking dope
To touring out to Rome
They screaming out your name as you control the microphone
You damn right do this every damn night
Looking at my competition all I sees a landslide
who am I
The nigga that you wanna be
Keeping tabs
As I watch my life unfold in front of me
It's crazy how my life done changed from bout a year ago
Was scared to chase my dreams going off what people think they thought was better for em
Go and get a trade or go get a degree
So I graduated from the hard knocks became a bachelor smoking weed
Until my eyes become too low to see
But no worries when I get up on the stage all eyes on me
Don't try my peace before I pull my piece
We bear arms for all the wrong reasons
But I will seek it if you threaten my family
Spit that fire bag it got just what you need
Believe me when I speak the gospel
Prophet of the profits
They aiming for the crown they see it through they optics
Now we got a man down someone call a doctor
Now I'm asking God will I die before I drop a album
Cause that shit ain't in my plans because I got son to look after
Look pastor I'm tryna get it right so tell me why I have to see my mother cry
Cause she still don't have enough after working all that overtime
Gimmie strength so I can bust my ass so she won't have to work again
I'm putting on for my city tell if you fucking with me
Carpe Diem
about
"Become immune to the bullshit. Gravitate away from the negative vibes where we are always mad at life. So concerned about the future, missing out on whats happening around us."
-Pyron
credits
released March 8, 2015
Special thanks to Mingaling, Alex Collins, Menace Beats, Chansling, Terrence Smalls and everyone supporting
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