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It was all a dream
I used to read Mic Check magazine
Double X hoodies
Tan Tim's and baggy jeans
Wishing that my plate would over flow with the salad green
Now I overflow like toilet bowls in that Harry scene
Rocked shows but barely seen
Sort of an apparition
Went ghost then came back with multiple ammunition
Saw the spirit of Chris Wallace
When I spoke of these visions
They wouldn't listen
They said I'm in need of an exorcism
But the lack of exercise
Had my calories on the rise
So the rhymes phatter
Than guys
Who would order an extra side
And the largest size
Of the fries
You could buy
No lie
Still getting shit upon
And spit upon
Aand still I won't die
In fact I multiplied like Bebe
Then hit em with a melee
That had the industry and all its rappers yelling mayday
Now they say
This Staalin's like Bin Laden in his hay-day
Hidden underground
While his sound - explodes in the air waves

I came a long way and I still ain't at the top
But I'ma keep climbing till my beating heart stop (real talk for ya)
IF YOU EVER FELT THAT SHIT BEFORE (real talk for ya)
CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
CUZ YOU'LL GET MORE THAN YOU ASKED FOR

It must've been a dream
That I woke up in a bed full of cream
'Cept it wasn't wet
Looking like a teller machine
Started swimming in it Scrooge McDuck floating up stream
Then it disappeared
Fuck! We made a hell of a team
I began to scheme on how to bring my dreams to fruition
Planted seeds in the minds of those supporting the mission
Now all the beats are blossoming
I got a radish addiction
That puts me in a vegetative state or psychopathic condition
Subtract by addition
Realised my circle crumbled in size
The more popular I got
The lonelier - I'm surprised
But my eyes
Don't cry
For none of them guys
No lie
Whether I'm picked on
Or put on
This music won't die
Just hope it survives that Ne-Ne
And niggas rapping JK
That have the industry and all its rappers yelling pay day
While I stay
Broker than a mortgage owners
Lia... son
But the songs still banging down the freeways

I came a long way and I still ain't at the top
But I'ma keep climbing till my beating heart stop (real talk for ya)
IF YOU EVER FELT THAT SHIT BEFORE (real talk for ya)
CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
CUZ YOU'LL GET MORE THAN YOU ASKED FOR

Today I'm living a dream
But trust me it ain't as real as it seems
Bills still
Got to get paid
To recover from greed
Trying to keep up with the Jones' buying shit I don't need
Refer to me in third person like a nigga don't bleed
Haters creeping the feed
I can tell I'm under suspicion
Shit you wouldn't believe
Amount of niggas that's opposition
Cuz I'm still on my grind
They be trying to sign a petition
That'll keep me confined
I ain't lying
That's a tradition
The key to the system
Be wise
Like you saying goodbyes
In the plural
Painting murals
You can hear with your eyes
The words I devise
Is too high
For they skies - no lie
Over they head
Or through they head
Either way they gonna die
Been wasting my time with the Lay-lay
So I'm loading up the AK
That got the industry and all it's rappers yelling save me
But lately
Been trying to save myself like PS game play
And soak up all the wealth like a sponge that's never on vacay

I came a long way and I still ain't at the top
But I'ma keep climbing till my beating heart stop (real talk for ya)
IF YOU EVER FELT THAT SHIT BEFORE (real talk for ya)
CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
CUZ YOU'LL GET MORE THAN YOU ASKED FOR