[Intro]
Said all white drank
All black shades, I don't even
[Verse 1]
Said all black shades
Not literally, but the fact that I can't see negativity is the reason that I am paid
Cause success is my wage
Wait-a-wait a minute
Yo, fresh to dreams, my nigga
I'll be bathing in my vision
Keeping belief in those dreams
And my faith is my religion
I do it for the record
Like a tape after it's filmed
And you can have anything you ask
As long as it's not solicit
Lot's of shit that I've been through
Lot's of shit that we go through
The reason some niggas go postal
On careful approximation
I'm facing saiyans like Goku
Therefore so what do I say
Mufasa's Scar was Simba's Kovu
And all the people they close to
Dodgin' the little eye of the ghetto bird
In South Central
Not me, but all the people that I'm close to
That they close to
Ridin' in Nella's Altima
Pulled over by the Liquor Bank
Officers givin' petty seatbelt tickets
For a total
What?
So now it's just me and my ignant angels
Wrekless, but not in danger
That truthful shit seems endagered
Like Retro, I make the transition
Despite the changes
Team Wrekless is who I came with
So just put me in the game and I'm gon'
[Hook]
Go so hard, five six but I dream so tall
They say the sky's the limit
But I'm livin' in the clouds
If I ever touch down, I don't need no ball
But baby I'ma ball Cause I'm in the zone
Jesus is who I came with
So everywhere is my home
I got things to get off my chest
Let my freedom ring, where's the phone
I got reasons why I'ma get it
The same reason that I'm livin', I'm on, on
On, on, on
[Verse 2]
Clack, Clack, Clack
Shooting blanks like Crash
Daddy of the Persian lady
Tell me have you heard him lately?
Jet 2 point 0, yeah this version's crazy
Ah, not too much can change me
Only one can tame me
Married to my music
Honey moons, me and my lady
Can I get it baby?
Some are moody, some are May
June, July
All the way through August
I'll be sowing seeds I harvest at that time
Like apartments in the projects, you can find
That whole section ate
Where you die just to your confinements
In the hood where we make it our suburbs
From all the images we post
A three dimensional Tumblr
About ten miles from the coast
Get reminded it's rough over here
For that simple reason, it's us over fear
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel that I'ma build it
Doubted in the beginning
But now I've come to conceal
That thing they call dreams
All mine from the city of Dr. Dre, NWA
From the Jays all the way to way on the East-side, the Cali-maze I'm gon'
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Uh, uh, yeah
We 'bout that
Ever since Wrekless been on the scene
The crew is multiplying, two finger count that
Bunch of various artists on their grind
It's like a soundtrack
Bunch of young niggas tryin' to ball
We call that bounce back
From the city where niggas do everything
To get that kitty cat
Word to BeeGee and his mental city map
Even if I'm 'sleep
I'm probably working for that title
So I'm never ever idle in my mind
So critics, give me dap
Yeah, we're ahead of the circle
That we could never fit in
The story's told where the terminal
Has become the mission
And inner vision is intermission
Through all dimensions
So my nigga, this Wrekless
Don't you forget to mention