When it's all said and done
Don't want regrets when I look back at my run
Wanna be the greatest father ever and light to my sons
Speak the truth cause I know there's power and life in the tongue
Instead of trying to resort to knives or a gun
When it's all said and done
I need a billion in my retirement fund
Top shelf OG inside of my lungs
I'm not just rhyming for fun
I'm rhyming for freedom
I'm rhyming for funds
For when they came to Africa firing guns
When it's all said and done
I need to see my Auntie Fifi find love
I need to see my sister Leelee off drugs
I need my mother to be pleased and
Not feeling like she don't see me enough
And my pops to not have to plead for a judge
And see the day when these racist white
Leaders will finally stop leaching off us
And when the preachers will stop teaching us junk
Keeping us stuck when the homies will
Take the heat from under the seat or the trunk
And take them and use them for people like Trump
When it's all said and done
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When it's all said and done
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When it's all said and done
I'mma love you like no one ever did
Every investment help you leverage it
Lay you down in the bed and get you wetter than a pool into beverages
But still give you space for self-betterment
When it's all said and done
I'mma make right of all of my wrongs
Own the masters to all of my songs
Take the niggas that's been the
Most solid to me and put all of them on
And we gon' ball out like Karl Malone
I'm gon' sit at the throne
Tony Stark when he in his zone
I'm gon' be number one on the charts right where I belong
Teach my nephews to never be clones
Teach my little homies stand on they own
Keep God rooted deep inside your heart
Talk to the ancestors you won't go wrong
Trust that's how you gon' find your shalom
How you gon' find your way home
When I'm up in age with pain in my bones
Still my spirit gone be remaining strong
When it's all said and done
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When it's all said and done
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When it's all said and done
Done with the rumors I'm done with the lies
Done with the drama I'm done with the hype
Don't gotta run no we don't gotta hide
I'm done with contracts from talentless guys
With fake handshakes and unsure eyes
I'm done with generational curses that's taking me under
Done being forced to double up straps every summer
I'm done with not getting my worth for working hard in this cubicle
Done being pallbearers done going to funerals
Done not having no one to call when I hit my lows
Done with niggas asking where you from when I hit the sto'
Done with gossip done with traffic done with taxes and fees
I'm done telling you I'm done when I don't want you to leave
Forreal
Price the prodigal son
From 2nd street but I'mma end number 1
And won't have to sell my soul to do it when it's all said and done
I'm free
When it's all said and done