Tunnel Vision

[Hook] I swear I left and now I'm back where I am(am, am, am) And stunting and fine girls, keep me in my stance(stance, stance, stance) But at times I remind girls that I dont give a damn I said I'm focused [Verse 1] I was 2 feet tall, just scraching on my balls Thinking that I was a man, but I ain't understand My head so high feel the rhymes in my hands Trying to make it happen for my fam Cause rapping like a tan I swear it takes patience And a lot of dealing with the fakeness I am tring to erase it I am gonna take it To the place niggas don't think I would make it Do that even makes sense? I lace tracks with a feeling thats ancient I could see a picture trying to figure how to paint it When pain hits it's only little that could fade shit Me I hit the studio and make hits Plotting on the payment, life is what you make it And you niggas ain't gonna get nowhere hating I can't even take this Dodging all the bullets like I'm walking in the matrix Los Angeles king just showing y'all the greatness, face it [Hook] Damn(damn) I swear I left and Now im back where I am(am, am, am, owohh) And stunting and fine girls, keep me in my stance(stance, stance) But at times I remind girls that I don't give a damn I said I'm focused, cause the sky is falling [Verse 2] I was giving attention to things that shouldn't be mentioned Now I'm focused on copping shit that's expensive Seating in the Bent-lay burnin like incense Bars like jail time criminal intent Ball at the right time This is an invention Trying to do my thing Put me on now Seating in a Range with a Kool-Aid smile Cool, hey, how the young boy do it like that? I just retard on raps and go stupid on tracks I just read all the facts I don't know how to act I swear I'm with my shades on in the back Hov in '09, we fade into black Get a fade to the back, girls say I'm growing up But I can care less about a girl I'm blowing up And I dont need a girl that need me to do her I want the chick with a good mind and good heart And yeah when they ask about the girls I couldn't curr [Hook] [Verse 3] I was DTA, cause she be fake And he just worried about what he can take Cause she ain't worried about what he can make He just worried about whats up for sake, the cake The shit that niggas talking about While I'm chillin im my silly city walking it out And if I walk to the South They'll like it cause its real and its recognized Unlike y'all shit my life will never die