Writer (feat. Translee & B.o.B)

My ambitions as a writer

I just wanna answer what y'all askin'

Pretty boys hang with the ball cappin'

Keep it up, I should hang with the Kardashians

My ambitions as a wri-

Yeah, just like Bird had Weezy, Jay had Yeezy

Pac had Afeni, Club had Meezy

Sremm' had Meechie, Coach had Jeezy

Dre had Eazy, y'all got Leezy

My ambitions as a writer

Yeah, writin' my life with these songs

I feel like I'm rightin' these wrongs

We need a Pac, but he's gone

So I'm at the door, I'm like (Ding dong)

It's not only me, but the team strong

Been knockin' and poundin' like King Kong

I guess we'll come back when you leave home

My ambitions as a writer

Shit I was smokin' in Keystone

I write, 'cause I want me a beach home

I write, 'cause I'm sellin' the G-code

I write in a fuck-****-free zone, one hunnid percent

Everybody won't get it

Writin' is a heavy job, infiltratin' youth and help them get a job

Help them start a business, help 'em stay alive

Help them help themself, and help them own a ride

(It's all about business)

My ambitions as a writer

(Don't know till we talk about it)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

My ambitions as a writer

Lookin' like you the neighborhood watch

Why you wifin' up the neighborhood thot?

Where I'm from, they don't make it to the top

We don't fuck with 12 thanks for crooked cops

All out of favors, I'm all out of papers

I can't be a doctor, I'm all out of patience

**** be steady false claimin'

I swear I don't rap, I just walk in and say shit

I say the shit they afraid to say

They say the shit they get paid to say

I do this shit on the day to day

Fuck on your ho with my labelmates

Out on Dubai when I lay awake

Come back for that pussy, that's layaway

She blew me so long, I ain't see her face

King of the jungle, a-weema-weh

LeBron James, I'm a ring away

She blew my phone and it ring away

My car hard and my seats soft

Either way you flip it, it's a brick of yay

Rich enough to eat my own cake

Ike Turner and Anna Mae

Same shit, different day, elevate

Jumpin' good in all fifty states, Bandz

My ambitions as a writer

(Don't know anything as a kid)

My ambitions as a writer

(Don't know anything as a kid)

(Don't know till we talk about it)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

My ambitions as a

Narrated culture curator

Middle finger for a pure hater

Back when OutKast dropped Elevators

I was a young dope boy delegator

See, I've learned it ain't what you do

Man, I'm more concerned with your motivation

Eazy-E, Pac, B.I.G., and Pimp C, I celebrate 'em

Man, I'm in the dope game when I was on the field

You **** commentatin' or either tailgatin', better tell 'em something

Better mind your business 'fore somebody get ya melon popped

Better tell 'em something

Hit your trap queen too, you ain't Fetty Wap

See, that's why I be writin', 'cause it' therapeutic

Got the fed time, so my mind bad

Seen so many murders in the '90s

When I go to sleep, I can't help but rewind back

I keep dreamin' about havin' dime bags

Some crack and a .9 as I'm ridin' past cops

On probation, they get behind me, turn they lights on

Shawty, I ain't even stop

And the ending the same, I ride till I run outta gas

That's when I wake up

My ambitions as a writer

(Don't know anything as a kid)

My ambitions as a writer

(Don't know anything as a kid)

(Don't know till we talk about it)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

(Don't know anything as a kid)

My ambitions as a writer

My ambitions as a