Hang On

When I was 5 years old, I realized there was a road At the end I would win lots of pots of gold I turned 6, learned quick, but I lost control Around 7, the devil tried to bottle my soul Then at 8 or 9, I saw I had a crazy mind, turned 10 Wrote my 1st lazy rhyme with no pen Figured out I wasn't like them other kids when I was young Teacher asked me what I want to be when I hit 21 I said "I wanna see 21, start my own business Stack funds, live life until my living is done" My teacher was stunned I told her most people let 'nine to fives' Define they lives look in my eyes I'm not the one See I went from fragrances of pissy floors To when you sniff me, you could smell the Christian Dior I went from breakin' in my neighbors' Honda Accords To breakin' records, laughin' at the loot I made before Right now, all I gotta do is smile at the opposite sex Til I'm coppin' they checks and I hop in they Lex and go shoppin' and next I'm massagin' they neck and I'm slobbin' they breast And menage and molest they be like "Yo Sha you the best." But that's the worst, cause all I need is a homegirl Friend, lover, but I'm off in my own world Learned from my brother I remember it was just him, granny, mom and me Now this year I'm a Grammy nominee, looking back I Wasn't getting love from the DJs Had to sell verses on Ebay The industry thought that I was tryin' to be Jay My family told me get a job at BJ's Hell nah cause I knew that I could spit ill I'm in a race against time and it gets real See this path I'm on, it's like a track I'm on I'm runnin' in a marathon, trying to pay my sprint bill My father instilled something when he left Cause you stop living fast when you witness slow death It's sunny outside So how come my homeboy's soon to be bride keeps telling me she's wet? That shit got me vex, now she sending him a text Sayin "Imma get some rest," while she kissing on my chest damn I wanna push her on the mattress Start grinding like I'm Pusha T and Malice but I can't Victorious told me since I'm a rapper it just happens I'm the shit and the shit, it hits the fan There's so much power and passion In my verses, that my words may be louder than actions I am not no bitter spitter, killer, killer dealing weight And writing it on twitter, I'm really realer I deliver shit to give you shivers The internet got these beginners in the game and winning Hip-hop is finished, and I gotta wonder Why these dudes are playing dudes disguised as other dudes? They Robert Downey in Tropic Thunder People tell me I'm about to blow Every time I leave the stage when we rock a show... I'm thinking I need a kid, they saying I need a hit What's a hit song without the doe? A donation without the doe is a nation that's 3rd world I'm Super Mario in the 3rd world Trying to get to 8-4, I left world 2 I should do a Joe Budden and film my girl too but I would rather save the princess Dumb motherf-ker nickname me incest I wanna live forever but it's not about fame I believe in prayers but I gotta get paid Even Creflo got a dollar in his name If I wasn't me I'd be afraid Y'all know I drink cause I think too much when I'm sober Betting on myself these days, I'm a high roller I'm so nice, so mean feeling bipolar Y'all listen backwards so I talk like Yoda So hot, album is Many records, Sha sold Punchlines, deep shit, metaphors, wild flows He has, spaz he does with eyes closed Enjoy you will, To keep, my soul Chorus Hang on to the world as it spins around Just don't let the spin get you down Things are moving fast Hold on tight and you will last