Visions

[Verse 1] Damn, niggas tryna stick my for my paper They can't though Never unprepared for a snake See my bank is lookin just a little less than swoll I'm feelin sick, I guess that's just the way depression goes Shorties gimme lip, these bitches give me dirty hugs Mabry got the whip, and we blow it by the thirty nug My brother Spliff is sayin all the shit I'm ponderin Lost my mind, but I feel God's still tryna test my tolerance Ya arms too short to box my conscience Too wise in the booth, niggas droppin knowledge You fuckin with my city? Nigga stop the nonsense Hella crime on the nine; nigga stop the violence Fuckin with the team get ya spot demolished Bow down in respect when you spot your highness You're blind if you don't see the prophet in me Even paralysed motherfuckers rockin with me (Hook) "Visions of the world being mine" [x8] [Verse 2] Off the lean I'm crusin at a humble speed Rollin green, then we blow it like a tumble weed Pops used to be the only one to come to He said run with your dreams, and just promise not to fumble Life is love son, tell all them hatin niggas "Fuck you" Cause when it's said and done, you do what the fuck you want to Everything is crucial if negatives seduce you These bitches on my jewels isn't never shit I'm used to My new schedule is stocked with shows Money, clothes, silly hoes? I got lots of those Real niggas on my side? Got a tribe of those To reach my goals, and avoid all them obstacles I got a vision Livin in a prism Where the homies sent to heaven And the hoes get sent to prison New track and all the fans say it's a favorite 'fore they listen Niggas tryna change they ways, they think the savior has arisen But it's just (Hook) [Verse 3] I got a vision of a globe that's restin in my sole possession Such exposure, make TV seem like a measley Oprah weapon Provide the guidance for the people lost with no protection You test me, got my niggas headed off in yo direction Homie this is bullshit, I'm contemplatin' quittin' They makin' out my life to seem like everything it isn't These bitches say they love me, lose the feeling in an instant Then when I act like I'm hurt they got the nerve to say I'm trippin Who's the best ain't just a question, niggas testin my resistence Ain't projected my success so now they testin' my ballistics My mindset always definite, I never play with ifs and I'm hungry for they money, and I'm deaf to they statistics I'm like a new brand of cool to these niggas They hungry for the truth, and I'm like food to these niggas So now I spend my spare time schoolin these niggas And I wrote this fuckin book, ain't no foolin' me nigga