Star Dust

I dropped an EP on these boys' heads
In terms of bars, 'bout as loud as the noise gets
You comfortable with your choice yet
Have you even found your voice yet
Requests just don’t get sillier than that, I swear
'Cause you know they see potential of smoke haze in the air
That’s spoken praise in my ears
Compared to their belief
It’s like they made an investment
And retained the receipt
So I just roam around in the streets
I just roll around in the street
Where there’s a lively perception
Of how rappers can eat
But when they lay their heads
Their stomachs are rumble in the streets
And that’s a place we choose to call home and play for keeps
How you gon make it to this game of these dirty boys
With my killer flow, I call it murky waters
Lord have mercy on your sons and daughters
Pray for the day, her ambitions are larger
Light up in the dark, a star must
Everyday living, I’mma be a star lust
Waiting for the world to sprinkle that star dust
Wake up from a dream thinkin it’s on us
On us, yeah, I put it on me
'Cause they can choose to wish you dry luck at God speed
A shade of lime light or envy green
Or a hybrid of in between
Know what I mean
What is and what wasn’t
When we see who makes it to the league
And who really doesn’t
I bet you can hear me buzzing
'Cause what was few and far between
Soon be a dime a dozen
Play to win, three point shots and finger rolls
Dudes I got? for wanna put me in a pigeon hole
Said you spit that Ammunition
We gon need some Wickid
We gon a couple Jordans
But the game can really use some Piffins
Seems like all the fear they have
Has plans for where I fit in
Wish I could bring you into all these meetings that I sit in
And see how destined I am to leave this property shit behind me
And make beautiful paper like it was origami
Hard work, the four leaf clover for my luck
And that uncertainty amongst things that are behind us
Is that applause I hear from my client up
A little late though, your time’s up
Time’s up
I know dudes that once dropped the ball
And now they afraid to pick up
They once spoke words
Now they choke and hiccup
I once questioned this shit for three months
When mamkhulu drove that old school Honda
With the lights that flick up
Yeah, back then that’s back when I’d trade to go backwards
And tell my younger self to relax
For what I lacked I had pen and pad
And write to myself
Scribble everything is okay
And lie to myself
I looked at my girl and think
Why you still here
How much time is your hands
What if it takes another year
Crippling idea if you happen to disappear
Well, I look to my left, she’s still there
The dust blinds most for what they really are
Collapsing to themselves like dying star
The irony, hope they rise after they fall apart
A higher peak, risk everything for what you love
Well, I agree