When We’re Done - Intellectual

[Hook x2]

Not everybody lives, but everybody dies

So while a nigga here, I’m shooting for the sky

Landing on the moon, walking on the sun

Taking over the game, give it back when we done

Uh, 10 Thousand hands in the air, have you ever seen

Work 9 to 5 but 5 to 9, do you ever dream?

They in the red, but my stock is green

Proud like I’ve reached the clouds, all off a bean

Dreams on lucid, films on Lucas

Sound on surround and the crowd on stupid

Who that chick D on? That’s Dionne on Clueless

You circlin' around the money, sittin’ in a cubicle

Field of Dreams, they said I’m too corny

Funny I got they ears all on me

Fears all gone and my peers all wrong

So keep your 2 cents in every phrase y’all coining

That’s just common sense, all the hate I honored it

I don’t leap, I quantum it

I don’t answer, I problem it

I just drop shit, while they askin' where the colonic is

Pinky, you know what I’m pondering?

They said I smile too much to be a a-hole

And these girls is too much for me to take home

Bad as Beyonce, could be a fiance

But, she way too horny to have a halo

And these niggas ain’t on me like I’m a J.Cole

More work for me, just more persons to see

That one day that kid out of Kansas could be a J Hov

Cut 'em slack cause same cats said not to rap

I’m overly optimistic, maybe a dream chaser

After some things that I’ve seen on screensaver

Turn a lions' den into a king’s lair

No wonder they say “Vizzy where you’ve been player?”

Where the wild things are and the kids wear crowns

When we don’t eat supper, we just tear that bitch down

Said we was grounded, but we far from the ground

Crossed all our T’s dotted I’s on the clouds, now

Hands in the air we reaching for somethin', believing in nothin'

But fuck it man, we want everything

Uh-huh, we want everything