Need to cop some tints
Because the coppers watching
Might go get a mask
I'm tryna take what I'm allotted
I know they envy me
I feel em' plotting watching
Ain't got respect for nan nigga pocket watching
Need my windows tinted
Yeah that 5 percenter
I do shit how I please
I just don't fit in they agenda
I want some wood grain
A hand full of splinters
Some fans
The life
Of luxury
The plans to touch a million
I have a vision
I have to fulfill my premonition
I'm solid
My ten toes planted
Until the day I'm finished
My roots strong undamaged
My vantage from the ceiling
Fuck is you niggas talking bout
I'm just not tryna hear it
A bunch of Alpos
Talking like they Mitches
Whole lotta fake love
Been feel the resentment
I'm high as a kite
I
Keep my head in the trenches
Ima raise up the bar
I'm uplifting the litmus
I remember the hate
Kept track like the
Census
I never complain
Put my pain in the sentence
They'll remember the name
I don't need me chain
Give a fuck bout the fame
I'm in love with the game
I know they can see we not the same
See I got a lot to change
Til I see a lot of change
We looking for paradise
We lived through a lot of pain
We overcame hard times
But These habits in place are hard to change
So if I cop some tints
Just know the haters watching
And I can only see sillouttes
Through these hater blockers
I'm handsome Johnny
I really move like Italian mobsters
Young Frank Sinatra
Them boys singing
Like Jimmy Hoffa
Slick Talker
I'm the number one chief Rocka
Familia only
Don't bring that
Bullshit to mi casa
We talking money
You mf just eavesdropping
I make plays
A nigga like me just
Needs options
We hold grudges
Really don't want no peace offering
I got who got me and we ain't stopping
Til we propper