Inception

You ever roll over to stare your ceiling, and that's not enough

Everything that you have gotten, was given onto you, so getting your own is a must

Figure that you could make a something, out of a nothing

If God made a nigga from dust

Knowing that diamonds is made out the same kinda carbon

So what is a nigga real worth

Shit is just, hot on the regular

Pressure ain’t killing me, bet you I’ll shine in a sec

Whoever you think is the hottest

And say they out popping, I really don’t find as threat