Right Now

One for the money Yessir Two for the show A couple of years ago Hard headed and headed home Young homie had got a feelin A feelin so uncontrolled The feelin like he'd been gifted The feelin like he was on But really ''twas just a vision He really wadn't in his zone His Toyota always fussin The jawns would leave him alone His scars is from his society using him like a pawn His thoughts is filled with anxiety So he gave us some songs Aye y'all Move along Time don't stop for no man But you kno ma'am We prone to be wrong Make ya peace with pickin poisons Picture yours is piecin poems Put it down And then rejoice And then research sumn different homes He who has made no mistakes Let him cast the only stone Let us laugh As it blast Inhale in the pistol smoke Sucks for them They pitiful Its unfair for the simple folk Coulda got it since he got this started This when we'll get on Right Now He dreamed it Cleaned it Schemed it And plotted His things is Ingenious He thinks in Exotics Just breathe in The green and Keep it A thousand No problems Nobody Ever Could solve him No flexin No flossin It's iight Its awesome It's too tight to walk it Cannot be copied Attempting is deadly Achieving is costly Bendin them corners Keepin em off me Swervin in spite of the curb Burpin up Vicodin out em Miles ahead of his herd Heard he might be the new prophet Prolly no truth to the rumor Soon we'll b climbing in rockets Timing not often my suitor I wave from piles of garbage Plastic cups cover the garden How did the movie go Fell asleep to that shit So I don't really know Stone cold no pot to piss in I wind piss on every flow This luxury urination The way I be pissin gold Right now