The Potential

By Tyga

On The Potential

Released on January 1, 2009

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[Intro]

I'm Rodney Ramen and I'll be your host this evening. (Hey, don't throw that shit on stage.)

Tonight we got a young gentleman all the way from uhh, Los Angeles

I like the way how that beat just rides...pause

The guy is making his way from Compton, California and uhh, the guy has a lot of swagger

You know, you might have seen him around, maybe never seen him before. But he has definitely got a lot of potential and he is here to show it tonight

Introducing Tyga Tyga


[Verse 1: Tyga]

Picture cash baby born how the duffel bag

How to ride a moment don't make my temperature mad (No!)

Flickin' my past admire all the shit that I done had

Thinkin' I'm really reppin' my city without a flag

Carry-ons, earphones, MCM bag

Elderlies mad as we all sitting first class

Look over shoulder laugh, family matter chatting, did I do that?

Imagine Urkel with a little swag

Barely grown and already these bitches gettin' old

Fettichini flow, let my words twist around the folk

Make you eat it like a dyke to a lesbian

Oh, the lady will get it after the show

Oh oh, protection for sexual, ah ah, thought you knew, nigga I'm passive

Proof, and you lookin' broke

Got for your diamonds same color cantaloupe

My life an episode so expect a fucking show


[Interlude]

("The potential" is repeated x5 while Tyga speaks)

I remember this one time though when i was like 11, and

Um i use to work with this one producer out here in LA

And he use to make me write shit over and over again

And I would be like damn. Like I use to feel like not

Good enough, like my bars wasn't ready. But it wasn't

That, they just wanted the potential that I had. You

Know what I'm sayin'? So they just like kept making me

Write it over and over and shit, you feel me?

Verse 2

Any minute I could lose the momentum

Lord forgive all my days I have spent sinnin'

Show my momma love, with a key and red ribbon

A freedom writer even niggas up in jail feel him

Pause, my miracle bars will leave your mind in prison

Now what you was thinking can't even think you can you nigga

New Orleans they scream for the beads on cameras

Up in the dorm hours before performance on campus

How could you not be famous? Too much managers can't even manage

Shout out to at money, he do the managing

While I fresh like Irish Spring

Obviously, I'm what the crowd came to see

Tyga not Tyrese

What you can sing, every melody and on a beat

Had the beach water money fold like laundry, honestly

Don't lie to me F

Uck around and write your will right In your drivers seat

Fucking with them G.E.D. boys


[Interlude]

So like, years years later they announce to me, that I

Got an opportunity and chance, and it was like, who

Wouldn't like it at first, and I thought all of that

Hard work was going to pay off, but it really didn't

Because people wasn't biting onto it, but I think they

Just knew the potential I had, but they just wanted

Better from me. But thank God for listening


[Outro]

Everybody make some noise. Come on clap it up! The guy

Has potential. I am Rodney and I'll see you next monday

Night