Music: Ahj Adams
My vision was destitute
The ambition what got me next to you
Now the Gucci frames help my views off the vestibule
I was blessed with Couth
Stayed away from things detestable
Uh
I'm in the crib with the heated floors
I went through pain
I don't see the sores
I'm tryna see the shores
Taking trips to the bank
I manifested all this shit
You should see what I think
I couldn't picture niggas up
I was drawing a blank
Now this sexy artsy chick
She draw and she paint
Having meetings out the AMG
It's Couth by design
Whenever I just lay a tee
Blind man said he'll pay to see
Making movies you gotta pay to see
Cartiers I had to pay to see
Walked in with the immaculate vision
Wit that holy piece on
Like my past is forgiven
I done baptized the Rollie
Went splashing on bitches
All the times I cut y'all in
My tax's ridiculous
All the times I let y'all win
I'm back for my vengeance
From the bird's eye view
I can see my life different
School of hard knocks
In the kitchen you learn of white privilege
Crisp bills to the light pennies
You gotta sprint for the nice finish
Shit I like winning
It's sweat on my gym clothes
Why I pay respect to a vet when my pen gold
I been owed
I said it with my chest and stayed ten toes
Boots with worn soles
I'm tryna cross muddy waters
This just how war goes
On the first He was down
But on the third rose
It was foretold that He would come from the dark
And oh how the porch glowed
God like he preached that the infidels
Come with short dough
And Lord knows
He made him a pulpit out of the foreclosed
The word of mouth to sore nose
Now he's blessing the poor souls
At war with himself
Got him stressing over his moral code
But with the turbo
He wonder how fast the Porsche'll go
You wanted lettuce
But it's all about the seeds you sow
He ain't know about the stress that comes with one a month
I'm in a foot of snow