And I
still go around,
still smoke pounds,
still same old
shit
Like a music machine,
making music everyday
Still waiting on the day
when I finally get
Do the same shit over and over
till I'm back on stage
They think I'm crazy
just cause I forget the date
It's different things, mostly changes
Still don't understand
when they really hatin'
I don't watch the news
cause they always breakin'
I don't talk much cause they not related
Met so many people
who said that they gon' make it
But who's creatin'
and who has the patience
Who take all the hate,
yo I still busy failin'
People talk a lot
but I don't see what they's making
And I still go round,
I still smoke pounds,
I'm still same old
shit
This is
an
empowerment for artistry
I know I won't be here for long,
so I'll be honest, B
Whatever you is making,
never stop creating
They try to plan thoughts in your head,
but you can break em
You can break the doors
others were afraid to open
You have all the power
in the world
and nobody showed you
Use your love and the chip
on your shoulder
They will flip when they see
you getting closer
I was 18, scraping savings
Tried to see the other side
Took that plane and shit start changing
Now I'll be back in a month
I was 18, scrapin' savings
Tried to see the other side
Took that plane and shit
started changin'
Now I'll be back in a month
And I still go around, still smoke pounds
Still same old shit
And I still go around, still smoke pounds
Still same old shit
And I still go around, still smoke pounds,
still same old shit
And I still go around, still smoke pounds,
still same old shit
You