(intro: ambition.)
...so, the other day
Me and Vizhon were riding around silk city
Speakers blaring like...
(hook: ambition.)
...ya just make shift
Ain’t got time for fake friends
Went from grave shifts
Out to making game plans
Labels slave ships
I don’t ever shake hands
As it stands need a grand for my gramps
In the end...
(verse one: ambition.)
...just a couple thing that i can’t condone
Put the plugs money
Kid that ain’t a phone
Ya just flex for the pose
Ya just rent, ya don’t own
Ain’t upset, each his own
Because clout don’t last long
All the real ones, we’ll be at the top alone
Pouring heart in our poems
That we turn into songs
Loners sing along
Asking where it all went wrong
As the sands trickle down
Wonder where your time has gone
I ain’t spending for an image
Guess i’m living different
Too exquisite for a figment
I don’t really get it
I ushered a new era
Don’t got time for cap
Dip my pen in snakes blood
When i write a raps
You can’t mistake us
We really came from scarps
To earning finer things finally
Know some drug rappers
Only trapped in mentality
It’s saddening
They lost their normality
In internet fallacies...
(hook: ambition.)
...ya just make shift
Ain’t got time for fake friends
Went from grave shifts
Out to making game plans
Labels slave ships
I don’t ever shake hands
As it stands need a grand for my gramps
In the end...
(verse two: Vizhon)
...look at me
I may not be the richest
But i know for a fact
That i got more ambition
See i'm a visionary
And i'm on a mission
Everyday i wake up
I always count my blessings
Now look at you
You too busy flexing
About some smith and wesson
Why you always finessing?
Man that's beyond me
Live your reality
Or it's a another casualty for your fallacies
Nigga...
(hook: Vizhon)
...ya just make shift
Ain’t got time for fake friends
Went from grave shifts
Out to making game plans
Labels slave ships
I don’t ever shake hands
As it stands need a grand for my gramps in the end
Aye
For my gramps
In the end...
(outro: Vizhon)
...yo, ambition
This shit crazy...