Overnight

Two steps ahead of the game (The Avengers) Pussy, yeah Man, I've been two steps ahead of the game For a little while now You know what I'm talking 'bout? Learn a thing or two Ayo, this job takes some late nights Stuck in seclusion suffering delusion I'm stuck inside of the music They confused by my real estate They wanna see me induced, buying real estate Tryin' to make a million late, 2013 Or sooner my grind overtime and I'm Meditating with users And addicts and tryin' to produce the magic You like to stand with your hand out I don't owe you one, maggot You probably sit there in your spare time Tweeting celebrities, ignoring destiny All that Tabasco and couldn't Spice up your recipe Starting line couldn't get the best of me You could say it's over, right? This ain't happen overnight Nah, yeah, I'm two steps ahead of the game Shit this ain't come overnight man This been a long time coming (2 steps ahead of the game) Ya'll was at home tweeting Celebrities and shit waiting for a handout (2 steps ahead of the game) F*ck 'em, bow, rollin' through my City with the trunk, whilin' In the cut with the funk but I'm done hidin' Needed time for reflection The moon never shine right when it's crescent My adolescence was stressful And only in preparation for this Education persists But I ain't going to college, homie I'm taking these trips 'round the globe, I ain't pissed 'bout a O That ya owe me from that one time befo' I'll give you that and some mo' See me, I'm hitting Egypt fo' sho Coppin' shit that you be leasin' fo' sho I swear you got that type of Fire that depletin' the snow Placing seeds inside the ground Praise to Jesus they grow I got no reason to show Love to these local artists who Ain't buy a feature When I ain't have money to buy some reefer But yo, it's cool, I sleep with one eye open Next time I meet ya You could say it's over, right? This ain't happen overnight Nah, hah, been working hard for a minute (2 steps ahead of the game) Shit, ya'll don't know what overtime Grind is, I swear, dog (2 steps ahead of the game) ya'll going 60 I'm going 100 in this motherfucker (2 steps ahead of the game) Flying past the competition, man They still wish I fell off, f*ck 'em Man, I'm just sitting here, reading Leviticus Preaching to the wrong choir, man Somebody come witness this These records are hit or miss I swear I hit the booth like Babe Ruth Tryin' to cop my momma a Coupe with a suede roof A hundred thousand different type of guns The same juice A thousand books that worship the sun Still the same truth Or this is that truth in the sequel I ain't one of these deceitful Ass rappers who lyin' I'm just tryin' to show love to my people Everything equal