VISION BOARD Lyrics

I feel like a million dollars I woke up I'm tryna ball

Don't no one wanna hear that depressing shit not at all

I took a second and saw my vision board on the wall

I try to give you game if you listen you bound to ball

This what it feels like when hammers is sounding off

Truth of the matter is that your feelings is not involved

They gone reduce the people to nothing but data logs

Nothing but status and numbers they laughing at us all

Man, imagine if you did a sit up every time you had a hater thought

You would probably have a flat ass stomach

Instead you got a fat ass stomach

Putting booty music out and got no ASCAP on it

But the lord say, what they say behind closed doors

Be the weapons formed against a pimp

But god don't chose

Any Tom, Dick and Harry Potter

Boy I'm cold

I'm on God's timeline, meaning my time froze

Can I Live?

Gold Wires on the Lac', Lake fishing by the crib?

A hundred million dollars in the bank what it is?

Bone models while I be a role model for the kids?

Why he worried bout mine I ain't worried bout his

Now if you from it, gone head, put your hands to the Atmo's

Fear's an idea we gone leave in the shadows

For years we been told god gives his toughest battles

To real one's who be chasing funds, and don't rattle

Who never tattle, tell when interrogated

All these stunted adults, to gangsters you're not related

It's all a facsimile another facade

Your dog calling you his brother then he cut up your broad

Shit I ain't know y'all was serious if you curious though

I ain't hit nothing I guess she was on her period bro

I ain't that thirsty for pussy I'm out here after the bread

I'm not the typical rapper, I'll slap the back of your head

T-H-E, U-C-E, you see me

Mobbin'

N-I-N-E, F-O, we

Ridin'

From the pineapple to the rotten apple we be

Connected from here to QB, shout out to CV

Can I Live?

Gold Wires on the Lac', Lake fishing by the crib?

A hundred million dollars in the bank what it is?

Bone models while I be a role model for the kids?

Why he worried bout mine I ain't worried bout his