Sunny views from a city I hate My time is now, but they said that I'm late

Ain't got no time for insecurities or jealousies I'm on the road to greatness, only chasing

Better things I set a goal to get my momma, crib off melodies

Play with my vision, or my money, it's new felonies

And I pray for bright stars inside Raifs A brinks truck, a pink slip, what I chase

I'm only going back and forth with a benji I ain't playing with you ****, rubber gripping

And its extended And I ain't got no time for friends, I know

They fake and they pretending I could air it all out, but it's no need for a mention

I can see that you pretending I plan the end before beginnings

Call on God for your forgiveness, don't call me

I set the record straight like Guinness Pull my weight like what I tote bitches its a

Semi Can't give out my peace of mind my soul

Already empty Trials and tribulations, too many contemplations

I can never be complacent, all these goals that I'm chasing

If I ever go back broke, put on my mask, turn to Jason

Opportunity at my door, it's knocking hard and I'ma take it

They tell me that I'm great and I know I had a dream and took the shot, my eyes closed

I got the keys to all the doors, can't open yours

I pass the rock, give you the shot, and you fold

They tell me that I'm great and I know I had a dream and took the shot, my eyes closed

I got the keys to all the doors, can't open yours

I pass the rock, give you the shot, and you fold

I can air it all out, but it's no need for a mention

I can see that you're pretending, I planned the end before beginnings

Call on God for your forgiveness, don't call me

I set the record straight like Guinness Pull my weight like what I tote bitch its a

Semi Can't give out my peace of mind my soul

Already empty Trials and tribulations, too many contemplations

I can never be complacent, all these goals that I'm chasing

Sunny views from a city I hate My time is now, but they said that I'm late

Head down, eyes closed, float through crowds, I feel like

Hell is frozen over, heaven burnt down to the ground

When I was down bad on my dick, nobody around

For them past dudes, even when I have not, I had to

Telling Yotts, we more than rich, aint no more being popped

Fuck your Rollie or your AP, Tiffany Nautilus on his watch

I call the shots, they call me Don Dada, look up at your son, mama

I done went from head down, contemplating more commas

And in between, I still feel like I don't make enough

They hate on us, but I be counting commas thumbing through it, I got paper cuts

They tell me that I'm great, and I know I had a dream and took the shot, my eyes closed

I got the keys to all the doors, can't open yours

I pass the rock, give you the shot, and you fold

Sunny views from a city I hate My time is now, but they said that I'm late

Ain't got no time for insecurities or jealousies I'm on the road to greatness, only chasing better things

I'm on the road to greatness, only chasing better things