Envy Me
Niggas wanna envy me
It be like that
Why you over here livin your dream
Cause real life trash
Plan and scheming to be a beast
I'm like that
Fight away all of these thieves
Cause there mics trash
Never seen a script quiet as mine
Never hung with ppl that were low lives
Couple of snakes but they all sky dived
Hopped off the plane before we reached or prime
I give a fuck anymore I'm just rolling the dice
Patiently waiting for another day of sunshine while the snow melts right before my eyes folding leaves smoking trees just springs my into life never tired of making money always on my grind all season best believe that my heathens are strategically place in spots you won't believing one could say I have a dream while the other one could catch you while you sleeping but that's just one part of my scheme don't get salt about shit or else niggas will have your jolien up in your crib but let's take another approach on this shit let my music take you on another trip
Wait on it hierarchy will topple over democracy demoed
Start a new kingdoms in a place where kings belongs
Every one in the county free to start over just pick your role you can be a jester or a knight just know I'll have the throne ill share my left overs
Rewrite history but live the stone alone every choice you make will be your own you can decide to enjoy life or to sit back and unwind
Different types of people but all homo-sapien so why we all divide sip on the same potion that replenish our vitals we think the same way when our mind goes idle and worked hard when we try to met to heights though so if I have to be the one to try to make a difference like Michael I'll do it differently and give credits after my show
Niggas wanna envy me
It be like that
Why you over here livin your dream
Cause real life trash
Plan and scheming to be a beast
I'm like that
Fight away all of these thieves
Cause there mics trash
Real bad man living in a dream land
No time for sleeping just here till the end
No more slacking whatever happens
Happens That's for a fact man give out bars like I was the fat man
Been to Japan woke up my third eye since then gathered supplies creating rhymes but they got lost in my head
Now I'm secluded on the island just me and my pen listening to seashells
Waiting for the perfect time to go in hold quick this is a different type of focus you think this is so sick I'm still loading trying to hone in this isn't my final form it's just kaioKen
Niggas wanna envy me
It be like that
Why you over here livin your dream
Cause real life trash
Plan and scheming to be a beast
I'm like that
Fight away all of these thieves
Cause their mics trash