Better Late

Listen, my mama said that I'm blessed Yeah, that's why I'm so stressed Heart of a lion, that's up in my chest These niggas is lyin', they say they the best Man, give it a rest, you rappers is missing with any contest Yeah, mostly I wack, I gotta confess Put up a shot, I look at the bench I'm feeling like, you know, Feel like a warrior, up in this bitch Why boy getting jealous, I'm hugging his chick I've been cut off, she ain't sucking no dick I mean, she attempted, but she ain't legit Remember that night, I told her to spit Oh, this getting vulgar, so I gotta switch I invisioned, the day that I made it since third grade And been pursuing that happy like Will and Jaden I facilitated everything that I demonstrated Yeah, that's why I levitated, elevated Haters hate it, irritate it, I done made it, I'm the greatest Please pass me that Gary Peyton, yeah I don't need no assist, put up a shot and then swish Dancing on this like I'm Chris, I put the work in like Swiss I got the keys, I took the risk Rollie protects all on my wrist Look at my cars, look at my bitch My mama is happy, my niggas is rich, yeah I talk this here to fruition I'm talking to Kane about all the pain On how I'm completing these missions He told me he's seeing my vision So he helping me get to the distance With this business, so his family is good We out of the hood, we out of the trenches I could've guessed this, I was always elite I knew before I knew my times tables That I needed a seat With all the greats, f*ck being discreet It's time to make noise, made a great choice Fuckin with me, goddamn, I'm killing these beats I had to make a decision Get out the streets or end up in prison I got the advice and thank God I listen Cause people I used to run with is now missing They either in jail or under the ground Appreciate life but sometimes it's foul Death that took too many my niggas A lot of the others I lost em to trial But I'ma get through this shit with a smile How could I lose with all of these styles I don't let them close, they don't get a pound The way that I moving, my father is proud The system that made me a fatherless child That's why I'm wild, smoking this loud My head in the clouds I used to be broke, but look at me now I used to be broke, but look at me now I used to be broke, but look at me now