Escape Freedom (Sleepless Dreamers, Pt. 2)

[Verse 1: Jupiter Jim] She asked me what I'm on, I said life She said you high as hell? I said damn right She said that's YSL, I said yeah it's nice I gotta take it back cause the damn price I put a Lamborghini on layaway Life's a beach, I hope you sail away This for my niggas, I get niggas to sail away Taking talent to the crackheads, they'll pay On Youtube backing everything, you not though It's clear these niggas square as Picasso's Cubism on cube vision was hot though The "are we there yet" money that the thoughts stole Then the thoughts wanna shop til they drop though Then the thoughts gettin dropped like the top though Gotta give you props though, workin with what you got though Doing what you gotta do to make it to the top cause [Hook] I know you love it up here I can see it in ya face You never wanna leave this place And even if ya did, you could never escape Cause the light is callin your name You no different you want the money and the fame And when it all comes it'll never be the same [2x] [Verse 2: Jupiter Jim] Got so many thoughts I gotta get 'em all out Got so many thoughts they'll never be all out Picture Michael Jordan at his high school call out If you ain't talking money I'm confused what you called about Respect among predators Top bar, we regulars Tryna be the king of the niggas Told me that you could be some other things for the niggas Wish I could be something positive like a lawyer or doctor Or maybe even a politic but my songs miscegenous Dialogues derogative, but my bars is monstrous Get it poppin' be popular in a city that's populous Now I know this is a lot of us But ya'll ain't making a lot of this Whatever I am you the opposite Shout out my nigga Logic we be on some Young Sinatra shit [Hook] I know you love it up here I can see it in ya face You never wanna leave this place And even if ya did, you could never escape Cause the light is callin your name You no different you want the money and the fame And when it all comes it'll never be the same [2x] [Verse 3: Jupiter Jim) Now I know I ain't ballin' til my chain got some yellow stones Homie stay blazing, and got more trees than Yellow Stone Word on the street we off the hook like telephones And we fresh to death, Saint Laurent on our skeletons Now tell us that we ain't elite Pro Letarians who you can't defeat Need to read it or tell these other niggas rest in peace Cause the boy's on fire like ya effigy Think your too good but you're still not impressing me Get a new girl when the old one's stressin' me Pursuit of happiness ask Kendrick for the recipe Niggas like parole, officers stay testin' me