The Ceremony

Yeah I'm drinking heavy, smoking often Running from the devil, thank God I think I lost him But I move with caution, head is on a swivel All you bitches bite, I'm tryin' to find the one that nibbles Ain't got time to play the fiddle meaning, no strings attached These rappers act like champions but don't have rings to match I'm Kobe and I'm Shaq, they gon' hang my jersey up Wheels in the sky keep on turning, yeah this journey's tough Feel like I got hernias, every time I wake up That's probably why my glass is full, probably why my J's stuffed But I'm making beats and skipping sleep until my day comes Running through these hoes, grab my Gucci's and I lace them Sorry Mom I said it, Sorry Dad I did it I know this ain't the life you thought I live but I still live it I know that too much liquor can't be good but I still drink it I know I'm gon' make both so proud any minute Yeah, it's coming any minute Yeah All I need is one shot, fireworks will spark up Never made a gun cock, but I'mma shoot the charts up My guards up, looking at the mirror feeling starstruck Guessing it's a blessing to remind me of my start up Stressing but my heart's stuck in this crazy game I'm going off the rails living in this crazy train But, we all have a choice I just choose to be chosen I'm out here running circles around you squares, that's my slogan Yelling someone pass the potent, someone call some chicas I'm looking for some accents, couple curvy features Couple bottles of some Bombay and some reefer Celebratin' life my boy Nick, I'm glad they freed ya Get the party rollin' the girls we hardly know em I said I wouldn't tell but it's amazing what they showin' Ya broke because you're broken in the mind, here's a token for ya time And keep it open don't be closing every moment that you find Wassup This is the Ceremony, all you who barely know me Tryin' to be my friend but way back when was embarrassed for me White kid making beats, said my life was make believe Now they hit me up with verses cause they hate the life they lead I laugh and then I light the weed, I might just be, all up on ya TV screen Run and tell ya momma "Hey that's Russ I tried to kill his dreams How the fuck this happen? Now he's fuckin' rappin'?" It cuts you like a knife because you busy folding nikes (?) I'm the captain, I marks the spot Meaning everywhere I go, got some gold in my thoughts Scotch on the rocks, things become thoughts But way before I'm gone I'll have yachts at my docks