[Intro]
Dreams of living free, Don't let reality ruin you
Young boys with the hammer, but the system screwing you
What that system do to ya?
Did it tell you not to dream?
Did it tell you life was about chasing pussy, smoking weed?
Did it take away your innocence and fill your heart with greed?
Noble, what is you smoking?
Focus, this shit is potent, potent
Yeah, the system's broken, broken
Damn, but I'm broke too
[Verse 1]
But my soul filled with rich
Wealth stems from my pen as I paint pivotal pictures
Recite all my scriptures, money, dreams, and bitches
I look in the mirror, ask "am I any different?"
Am I any different from that nigga on the corner
Selling dope or selling hope, choose which one is for you
Sell your life to this beat, sell your soul to the streets
Either way, Imma' weigh more, I promise Imma' eat
Funny, niggas selling keys, but they end up getting locked
Funny, niggas did me foul, still expecting that I flock
They say this rap shit don't suit me? I will never stop
About to tell this swiftly, so you know I'm about to pop
My analogies cause casualties as I cause allergies casually
Get it? Cause' I throw blessings at you
Try and diss and go nuts, if I ever catch you
Lyrics over your head, and I'm spitting past you
[?], already took two [?]
The only way I'll take another is if we getting high as hell
Masturbating on calendars, hoping my day comes
I put my soul in this pen, and my dreams on this drum, nigga
[Interlude]
It's what it takes, give a fuck how you feel nigga
You gonna love this shit if you a real nigga
And if you don't give a fuck how you feel, nigga
[Verse 2]
Always writing at my breaking point, that't why I snap on all these verses
Momma said I'm blessed, so why I'm saying all these curses?
Sleepless nights, perfecting my craft
But these people think I'm Hollywood, but if they ever asked
Me who I do it for, bet a nigga [?]
Wouldn't try to explain that shit, even if I could
Dreams of sitting at the top, but I'm so misunderstood
You love how [?]
And when you niggas gonna see that Imma' defeat
Talking shit I can't hear, but even the deaf eat
Spitting rocks on the beat, like a nigga named Pete
And I don't mean to gloat
You can call me the kid, just means I'm a future G.O.A.T
Think about it motherfucker, mean I'm headed for the bucks
You don't get it man, forget it, Rap Genius, look it up
Dream about the cheese, but I ain't smiled in a while
Niggas scramble when they crack shells, and they sunny on the side
Feel like there's only two choices, you get run over or ride
Who forgot to tell the kids it's okay if you fly
Chasing all these dreams, so I'm losing all these friends
[?] said "Fuck Noble", [?]
Well, see, that really all depends
Know I love you to death, but who the fuck gonna pay my rent
You think I give a fuck if you niggas think I'm fake
My momma still got bills that I promise Imma' pay
If they ain't throwing shade, then you probably not shining
If they don't want a plate, then you probably ain't dining, nigga
[Outro]
Dreams of living free, Don't let reality ruin you
Young boys with the hammer, but the system screwing you (x4)
