Desert Dreams (Freestyle)

When the going gets tough, Imma go and get tough If my life were a trial I'd f*ck up the judge I respect the fight instead of fold If I had a couple dollars in my pocket it was gold If I had a lord at a young age I might've never done drugs and fucked up the whole game But this is Zav J, I will never ever let the mag spray My own conscious too great to spend my life in the hole babe I'm getting this dough ay Listen to this flow J Keep the ebbs and the flows Lose touch no way, grind time for days My touch gold baby, just like foreplay Dream of riding benzos, like this is oh-eight More time for my shine, like my name is Wale Pen got swag, bitch you know I'm talking blasé This shit genetic with my pen I thank Madre One time for my name Last place, you came Jump on my train, Bolt up like Usain Throwback to Tuesday got Cobras on pavement Sip that bitch slow cause you working on yo payments One day you'll be great, mama would say this She used to trust me before my own brain did I can never pray to the lord Because I know the lords' people and they preying on me I used to say that weak ties were the basic connection But another said close circles keep you protected This my old head side, better put me to bed Get a couple bowls in me, now the stoner is dead Daydreaming, still got past fears roll up instead Gotta keep watch I would never roll w the feds Watch me getting cold with this bread I could shut the world off, no receipt read Aim my dots at the game baby we see red Imma come for top shotta cause I need the respect For the goats they inspired me in chasing my check If I get one shot, Imma make that shit wet I had two shots at life, I could never forget But if the law told me one thing, I would neglect