| I see the bright lights in my eyesight |
| I know I’m headed where I wanna be |
| The life is calling me, no man is stalling me |
| My shit is orderly |
| I can’t afford to be a smaller piece |
| In this bigga picture |
| My goal is wealth while OTHERS fiend for filthy rich-ah |
| That means you’re dirty and ya swervy |
| Ya aim ta serve me, but when we test you |
| You AIN’T worthy |
| And minds is earthly, 23 MILLION |
| Reaching all the sea of children |
| And through my thoughts, my mind’s a safe pavilion and civilian |
| BUT look closer I’m a soldier |
| That I’m forgettin' nova til' we nova |
| From of Jehovah, up against the cobra |
| I scope the, I know the plots til' you sell your soul |
| They won’t promote ya, That’s how they rope ya |
| They LOATHE the, snake skin, watch them fake men |
| AND what they rake in |
| They might be Schemin' off your turkey bacon |
| That’s if you’re shaken |
| The Game ain’t for you, you’re mistaken |
| AND what you facing is a mold to leave you BROKE and SHAKENED |
| Forsaken, the lifestyle you’re stating, is pure Satan |
| AND I’m original, the first Asian |
| MY brain equation, IS that of a genius! |
| You know what I’m sayin' God! |
| Can you feel me? |
| Live your life! |
| Let in love! |
| Your life! |
| The street lights, beam down on me like the sun |
| In the ghetto night, out in the town, it’s mega fun |
| Just gettin' high, elevating to the next plateau |
| Campaigning over champagne at the Chateau |
| We baskin' in the afterglow and the sessions |
| So I thank the lord for his blessings |
| Everyday I learn a new lesson |
| My progessin' in life |
| I focus on blowing instead of all the stresses in life |
| Reading scriptures on a daily basis, cause God’ll save us |
| Then take us to exotic places |
| Of all stages, that’s if you’re complacent |
| We stand adjacent to the famous |
| True money makers, whose out to claim this |
| Our goal is acres, how can you blame us? |
| Ideals of an entertainer never changes |
| This world is tainted and it’s contagious |
| But I still strive for greatness |
| So through it all, just maintaining |
| Live your life! |
| Let in love! |
| Your life! |
| Could it be? I’m the chosen through song composin' |
| My thoughts are oceans when I’m open it’s devotion |
| Got me exposing what got you frozen |
| It’s so brain-dead, you decomposin' from the neck-up |
| And not seeing all things is set-up |
| I dedicate, this form of meditate to medicate |
| Those who hesitate, you better get it straight |
| And go for yours, All City vocal tours is open doors |
| And showing y’all, it’s just about these papers |
| Most of all, you know the call! (crew!) |
| You see it, then be about it |
| Your game is clouded, that’s when the real niggas’ll leave you outed |
| I’m founded, by my talent, All City peekin', foreseein' |
| The reasons why these niggas won’t break even |
| And what’s the meaning? It’s all for eating |
| As long long as I’m alive and breathing |
| I’ma score with my legion |
| What’s to believe in? My thoughts are |
| God steppin' intertwined with the seasons |
| Live your life! |
| Let in love! |
| Your life! |