Ain't a man alive qualified to judge me I decided to pursue it the short sighted
Won't save a long division of suicide Tapped the niggas to bleed
But that's the love and hate relationship I got with this city we keep living
All we can do is live and learn Witness a movement I don't mind
Here gonna do shit different time All of the shit I do I earn
I don't debate, no, it's my turn Do what I do, go get the permit
All we can do is live and learn Can't stop
One day when I woke up with the same goal But different protocol and procedure
Premeditated new perception And response for the question
I can hear what all my people yelling at me Watching the future, my living legacy
I put his chucks on before mine, we making history Hip hop made sense to me eventually
But dreaming with an avatar advantage And a man with skill control to sentence me
That's unobtainy and most timely referred to as soul
But safeguarded from those who want creative control
Legal pass signatures, sealed deals, show what I owe
What I keep reaping, I sow But knowing the photosynthesis
Spoken ignited my growth Learned I'm a secret, best temp on the low
That's cool Still on a mission, I can't fail
Loaded clip with the big shell, shoot the gift
Detroit I know well, but show and tell Brought myself, I rode in on my own coattail
Had them all mapped out yesterday With some that he ain't maintained
I waited, I let him see what he gon' say Take my respect
Control one lane, one way, one name, one day
I'm changing, I'm changing All we can do is stand in line
With this movement, I'm changing Here gon' loose you, get the turn
All of you, I, I earn I don't debate, no wait my turn
Do what I do, gon' get the permit All we can do is stand in line
Can't stop I caught the counterfeit
Purge in a cocky, misguided coward He bound to get disturbed, he took his power
The one you're doubting can make him nervous Still picking the ballot or the bullet
That's the ballet of the bullshit Flipped in front of my hoodie bag, crack a smirk
Still slick, what do you see? WD, 40 -yard dash
And right past him, hit the gas and just go No practice, slap, adjust speed
To keep him crashing early When the magnet trap's set
If you gon' act a superstardom, knock your son and study
Still waiting to counter what seemed like the longest summer watch and learn
The front runner's spot can be held throughout the marathon
But endurance is still the edge of exercise to get the win
Nobody can stop me, Fugati got me I never see Russell niggas with no heart
Screaming Gotti, Fugati or the Liberace
On Stardom, call me son You know the pocket player
You got what it takes to take it Wave bye to the basics
