Saturday Morning Freestyle

My dad put me in a black leather Benz He told me not to worry bout bandz Paying for me every step of the way But he don't know how greatful I am My momma told me it's okay to mess up As long as you get up and don't make a fuss An I'm just tryna make my family proud An all the real ones in the back of the crowd The day ones man they know who they are Distance never mattered always traveling far Didn't matter about the damn lease on the car I can reach new heights Im way up on mars I started slow but now I'm back in the race Never thought that it would ever come to this day I'm always stuntin but don't show off my pay That's how I grew up Yeah back in the day Other times it's like I'm back in the maze Vision blurry mind is in a haze I need that guidance Like I need that waze Hades always with me yeah on that blaze Yeah I'm thankful but I'll never say it Instead I'll show it off Start a whole new craze an They talking down man like I give a f*ck Mind is made up like I'm god I'm number one yeah