Produced By Nel Magnum

Interlude

[Sample of Cyrus Bean talking]

[Verse 1]

See The fam understands I'm everything they can't be

Even copped the hook-up flying in and out the country

It's been a minute now it's steady getting lanky

Break a little bread and let us ball, Banky

I'm from the underground, straight up out the concrete

Shorty in abroad send me money on the monthly

Basis, You hate this? lyrically we've made it

I am the reason why the game is so alive like Jumanji

Spit game Frankie, Big chain's swanky

Blood, sweat and tears, yeah we got it on the hanky

Dropped the Resume, It was up to me to launch me

And nowadays the boy's mood is swinging like a monkey

The day's getting older, Tomorrow's getting closer

Peeping God's creation from the eyes of beholder

We use to get exposure from friends turned imposter

And now they got our backs against the walls like a poster

Hook

From the rising in the morning to the setting of the sun

My philosophy is living like the future's never coming

We're basking in the moment cuz the future's in our hands

And tomorrow's never promised by some mutual understanding

From the vision of the eagle to the seers of the land

I'm believing as at present that the future there is stunning

Let us time-travel back to the deserts and the sands

Cuz today is really why I like the person am becoming

Verse 2

Maybe it's the vision, Or maybe repetition

C13's united, they be praying for division

If you never got to listen I forgave you your decision

So you'd better say it clearly who this game is really missing

The realest say they see us, call it super vision

Cuz they see me put in work and so I call it supervision

Haters steady dissing , they just wanna whipping

Cuz They shorties got they Pms saying 'I just wanna kiss him'

More so my thoughts go unsteady on these crossroads

Life is but a journey, who has traveled on his rough roads?

Knee-deep in pot holes, weeping as awful

As swallowing your pride ? Finna give a nigga sore throats

Path to me selling-out? Was never on that crash course

The Rhyme book is filled with money-trees like a cash crop

We Been around the world ,and we did it with no passport

Money, power, respect and the fame is all we ask for

Verse 3

Props to these legends offering reverence

Verses keep on popping here as often as Reverends

Fire alarm be going on and off in these sessions

And yet I am really down to earth,finna hop from the heavens

Of course I'm a legend plotting Oceans 11

Flowing like an Ocean, my motion's propelling

Devotion's compelling, Oh shoot I'm yelling

Cuz emotion is a villain when you're closer to selling

What is slavery to big chains? sophomore mixtape

Would never bring you boredom, I was sick before my spit game

Nel knows I'm this vain, we blowing more than 6K

To help me put out dope joints, It feel like we done pitch 'caine

I'm tryna get a bit involved and I ain't talking dealing raw

'Industry Material' and so they cut us from a different cloth

Verses like the winter's off ,gotta give the album credit

You couldn't hear a hotter flow even if a dragon said it