Bring to The Table ft. D2G & Chris Fields Lyrics

Yo, I remember when I counted all my losses, couldn't remember wins

Chilly days no sweaters, only memory I hold to remember winds

Breeze through the who's where's and why's, don't remember when's

Now it's toast, champagne flavors bittering

Chosen as a winner, when I could be meeting bitter ends

10 toes in my timberlands, while the opposition one by one, tree falling and timberin'

They wanna play upon your ignorance and prey upon your innocence

Gotta stay on your penmanship, don't end it til you finish it

It's only the beginning, not the time to be reneging

Yeah I took so many losses, now my mind is set on winning

Step back, assess the level of the situation

Instead of being stuck-on-stupid waiting

We should really be on vacation

On new horizons in the islands acting childish actualizing our imaginations

They ask you what you bring to the table

Just tell 'em that you that bring what you're able

They ask you what you bring to the table

That's when you say me

What you bring to the table? You say me

And that's all you tell them right there, yeah

You know it's nice to meet ya

It's J-o-v-a-n, and though I shouldn't have to spell it, but it's time I teach ya

You claiming that you be running the streets

But under these beats, you're nothing more for value but a tongue in the cheek

They say I'm marching to the beat of my drum

I keep my pace on this run and track the laps without a gasp like it's fun

You betta catch it 'fore we go past ya eyes like its magic

Don't come to my face when we get all established

Yo, and as I move groovy through this mosh pit of madness

Jovan hit the alley-top, and I'll be breaking baskets

On my Shaq Attack ish, beast on the peons

It's dance in my stride like I'm Primtime Deon

We overcame each mountain of politics

And ascend straight to the top of ya top picks (topics) list

Slick message in that last entendre

If you ain't first, you last, and that's my mantra boy

It's a celebration

We on a whole other plane peep the elevation

Miles high way above anybody hating

The frequency you can't see it but we vibrating

What we creating picture perfect like a destination

This a private party ain't no open invitation

This is years of putting work in like a plantation

Metaphorically speaking it's the opposite of starvation, we been eating

Here's a tip from a local patron

Once you invited to the table, you just be patient

If you're ordering success ain't no need for waiting

Get in the kitchen and start cooking tighten up your apron

What you bring to table just might be creative

Enough to for them to want eat a piece of what you baking

They want a slice of the pie once they see you caking

Just a little food for thought dishes worth saving

When they ask you what you bring to the table (actualizing our imaginations)

Just tell them that you bring what you're able (actualizing our imaginations)

When they ask you what you bring to the table (actualizing our imaginations)

That's when you say me. What you bring to this table? You say me

And that's all that you tell 'em right there, yeah