Leo Season

I grew up on Pac, Scarface, and Willie D Translated the game to my sound, just me Never needed permission, slips treat me like the baby What the city needin' is substance like the crack lady Talent ready came out of nowhere, this is Leo season Put the saint up in there, cause I'm the voice of reason Real homies, they took me in, now I'ma break the bank And at the podium, I'ma thank the real that kept me straight Best yet to come like a pornographic film And when they see my name in lights, they can't believe it's him I did this shit to prove that Dallas keep them heavy spitters And we ain't dancin' no more, we bringin' lyrics with us In due time, we gon' be known for the Grammys I bring the family, triple D hat for good standin Dedicate this to my mama and my sister mondie I wish they could see how a nigga comin' in 2020 For real I did this shit on my own, no features I needed this therapy for myself just like a preacher I'm showin' love to everybody, one life to live And if you wastin' on pleasin' other niggas, you ain't real I've been through so much, I can't wait to share my story But I came out on top like a champ like Robert Horry They thought it was a game when I was 17 And passed my CDs out, still doin' my thing That's what I named it, claimed it, didn't do numbers though But I knew I had the flow, waited for the growth Now I'm spittin' at 31 and niggas say I'm old But if you listenin' this far, it's a wrap you sold Got your attention, got your permission To bring you this real shit, there's no competition I just wanna bring player vibes straight to your ears And show you that this Texas nigga got bars for years No stoppin', I'm bobbin' heads till the money comes And when the money comes, we rockin' harder, son Shoutout to my New York niggas that's makin' plenty funds A second home for me, especially Harlem world Watchin' my idols reach out to me, a dream come true Not too long ago I was broke, not knowin' what to do God is good and I owe this talent to Him above Keep the legacy strong here, for C. Struggs We just some niggas want some Bucs like the Superdome Clean with fedoras, Robert Grahams and some two-tones I know I'm worth it, I gave them life like Eddie Murphy I'm not sayin' I'm perfect, but shit, I know I'm lurkin Classic shit like Mo Funny from T.K. Kirkland I'm so Texas when I talk, they think I'm Kendrick Perkins Head first, no ghost writer my hands stay dirty I'll bring the chip back to Dallas like Super Bowl thirty