Y'all really know man that real %#@!
Fifty thirteen %#@!
Twenty twelve %#@!

Type a %#@! that be going through my mind like
When I'm seeing dollars sounds like
Gold bars are obstacles I climb

Illuminator haters find light
And they %#@!ting on them !@$@s too
That's why I wake up feeling like the truth

And that !@$@ won't be stopped
Hard hustle, just to take the pot
!@^%s scheme every day

Just to make a plot
Read between the lines
And connect the dots

Yeah we living in tomorrow
Twenty twelve, Bentley clip
Full of hollows

Them !@$@s getting it in on the battle field
Ten chain, five rounds, soldier lack of fear
Who knows man? This just might

Fifty stars, thirteen stripes
Making history on a daily basis
Some people love it

Some people hate it
I see it in their faces
You got the right grind

I'm not trying to get left on the sideline
So every think I wake up to thank god
Check the guide lines on the damn ground

A pin is on my timeline I'm putting it out
Real music's from the very start
And I do it $#&@ing big cause they say I couldn't

And I do it even bigger cause they say I wouldn't
Rolling numbers with a pair of dice
SODMG that's paradise

I'm going out
Smoking as I flow
Me and y'all got this rap %#@! in the yo

Couple helicopters, cribs and a boat
Who the $#&@'s stopping us?
And they pointing blocks for us

Standing outside all night did a lot for books
Can't take nothing away from me