Random Thoughts Lyrics

With my eyes on the prize

The Lord on my side

I looked the devil in his eyes

Fully armored

I don't negotiate with pride

My stomach is screaming hungry

Pollo a la plancha wit lime

305 til I die

Dade county is the residence

Backyard brawling

Treasure trove of

Dead presidents

Shittin on a nigga

Loose bowls

Diarrhea bitch

Running through the grid iron

Tip toeing

Sideline ya chick

I'm down to realigned your bitch

Hit her wit some super dick

Dominate dat pussy

And break it down into bacon bits

Make that pussy jerk in a skirt

Squirt

She's loosing it

Then I'll take you all round the world

Now she's a worldly bitch

Watch me untangled what you weave

Up against the card dealer

I got some cards up my sleeve

To hard to conceive

Coming from the belly of the beast

Only special appearance I make

Is when it's time to kill these beats

So put my name out in these streets

Dividends be the outcome

The south side of Dade county is

Is the place where I come from

A lot of niggas go hard for here

But success don't be the outcome

Sacrificed everything in my life

Realest since day one

Only fucking with my day ones

Day twos

Day threes

Like shoes

They used

Niggas walking

Bare feet

Easily bruised

They confuse

They feelings in business

Conceived in the booth

Walking out Clark Kent

His majesty

Is not in jeopardy

With pure telepathy

Will Accurately

Diminish me

Or even move his pen like me

Or finish me

Belittle me

Or take from me

Mistake would be

You Hate on me

You Wait on me

You wish on me

You wanna be

You wanna see

I clearly see

Foreign cars and G4's in my future

If it's a movie

My niggas let me go and play t hi he shooter

Looking for the proper sudor

Dior

Fresh ass fuck decor

Rich nigga for sure

It's a glorious thing

When you go from a dream

To reality

King shit

Moving with King Fish

Making so much bread

You would think I'm a King pen

Sticks and stones can break bones

But bullets do it better

30 round mag tucked

Under the leather

For rainy days

It'll make you sick

You niggas wet down

Now you niggas is under the weather

My Gucci shades hideaway my pain

They align my brain

Roll up some cabbage

Then I plan my escape

Pure Darkness round the corner

Tryna take me away

So I'll light this motherfucker

Like it's the Pearlesk gates

Ain't no way

I'm a Jake

I'm a fake

I'm a fraud

Here to con

Here to ball

Win it all

Never fall

And if I do fall

I never fall too far at all

My mama told me to ball

And dust that shit off