The Road

Over in Smyrna Over in Smyrna Over in Smyrna catch me lurking with my Mexicans Ask anybody that know me, that be my next of kin My other brother almost had to shoot a motherfucker the other day And it was in self defense Now I ain't fucking with this violence Young brothers better find cover 'cause hustlers be out here willin' Hunting down all they prey Leading them astray Better do you best to avoid them damn Sirens tempt and convince pilots to crash upon them islands Don't mistake reality for your eyelids Dreaming 'bout them demons you used confide in Is that really how you was vibing back then Sound like some fucked up energy you was attracting Matterfacting you was just acting Regurgitating falacious statements Mentality froze between dualities of realities that may just need some simple pleas Jesus please Show me the way to go To best ensure concrete results and banish all these daunting ghosts And forever know better then to fall for these fucking hoaxes It's all a fucking joke Then all of a sudden he sees the fucking dam broke And Im like "dam", guess I shoulda planned for this type of shit But all of a sudden I'm in a jam and I may have to dip I'll see you in a bit bitch And just like that, we're back So relax as Sae'Von shares his tales of the road Light one, and let it burn slow Please tell me where my fucking drivers at I'd ask for riders but honestly I'm so tired of these passive passengers I stay strapped in for the action bruh Now please tell me what's best route to take I been going day by day tryna forge my own lane No H.O.V just S.A.E. K.I.N.G. AKA Maalik yea nigga that's me And yea nigga I see All these blessings, all these niggas finessing I'm just staying perceptive to the roads lessons Pray I remain receptive to the Lord's reverence Now I remember that summer I was running shit down in Sumter Now thats South Cacky Lacky 'fore you turncoats even ask me Wasnt much of shit out there, 'sides a base for the air No Jordans weren't common they were actually quite rare Now thats not to say there wasn't plenty Js around In particular the perimeter was most sinister But I was parked off broad so I was safe and sound The epicenter was where I delivered wisdom On how to cut the shit so ya pockets could get stiff Basic tips, rocket science it was not I was tryna scrape the pot Collectively and effectively raising up stock Diminishing distance between the have lots and have nots Breaching through padlocks and glass ceilings I've always been willing to grind for mine Cause Lord knows in due time the Sun is gone shine But to my dismay Too many niggas addicted to playing victim Crack it up to symptoms of being government children Bum niggas is on they ass chilling Thinking they goin make a million betting on Madden or 2K Rushing to the club with a few dubs hoping to make it flood on Tuesday Well what would you say if you had to choose Batman or Robin At the end of the race tell me will you be running or walking Tell me is you goin' live life to the fullest 'fore you laid up in ya coffin It goes without saying that time waits for no man And the road, it will be rife with twists and turns But stay vigilant You'd be amazed what you may learn Please tell me where my fucking drivers at I'd ask for riders but honestly I'm so tired of these passive passengers I stay strapped in for the action bruh Now please tell me what's best route to take I been going day by day tryna forge my own lane No H.O.V just S.A.E. K.I.N.G. AKA Maalik yea nigga thats me And yea nigga I see All these blessings, all these niggas finessing I'm just staying perceptive to the road's lessons Pray I remain receptive to the Lord's reverence