Reasonable Drought

I’m feeling it
The way I move my momma question if I’m still in it
I hand picked the ones I choose to make a million with
We Chose wealth over nigga rich
Y’all pretended y’all was really that
But fuck we really this
They looking asking questions like why you
These niggas couldn’t knock the hustle if they tried to
Maneuver through the city like the Holy Mecca
Whatever made you niggas think that you could hold me ever
Soft and hard correlate with style snse of gold and leather
Rhym infinitely independently control forever
Those endeavors
Of hedge funds
They electing presidents
The only ones that we discuss is dead ones
They wanted light from my perspective so I shed some
These niggas talking honchos but never been a head one
Total disregard for
Authority established
Gave the game my all
But only feel like parts of me should have it
All these self proclaimed bosses only offered me what’s average
Took a lot of losses
That’s what it’s gone cost to be the baddest
These blueprints of winners circles
Marked with my shoe prints
Niggas that never made a dollar offer up they 2 cents
I need my flowers now
As niggas count the hours down
The fact that niggas really make a lot of noise without a sound
I’m feeling it
The way I move my momma question if I’m still in it
I hand picked the ones I choose to make a million with
We Chose wealth over nigga rich
Y’all pretended y’all was really that
But fuck we really this
They looking asking questions like why you
These niggas couldn’t knock the hustle if they tried to
I channel these flows
While Observing competition hit annual lows
Want the pressure of the talent but can you handle the load
Depending on the question niggas might answer in code
Survived all attempts I’m not exempt from the damaging blows
But these regroup abilities
Are standard fundamentals out for he who is real as me
Heard it in the air it was surreal through Anguilla breeze
And Operate on cream like we still do the killer bees
Goliath tales
But to my avail
If she count the money without out breaking a nail she get a YSL
With no strings attached but niggas still wired well
I stay grounded but we maintain to stay fly as hell
I’m in a different mode
We grew apart on different roads
If money the only thing that you chasing we got different goals
Word to the god I got a peace of mind
But the paper did contribute cuz I need to shine
I’m feeling it
The way I move my momma question if I’m still in it
I hand picked the ones I choose to make a million with
We Chose wealth over nigga rich
Y’all pretended y’all was really that
But fuck we really this
They looking asking questions like why you
These niggas couldn’t knock the hustle if they tried to