Lyrics
Let's see where this takes me
Look
Let's see where this takes me
My mind on another planet
Know what's funny, Fabo probably seen spaceships on Bankhead
I'm just saying... greatness comes with a level of patience
I stayed down, was in the background... I'm tired of waiting
My time is now, I can feel it... the clocks ticking
A fresh 24 secs on the shot clock would make a difference
That's a game winner!
My games centered to be sufficient
Im different... if you even noticed the way I flipped it
With a chip on my shoulder, this bag ain't holding my sinning
With my fist to the ceiling, praying my future children don't see this
AMERIKKKA, home of the Brave... land of the free
But Being born into this with mocha skin comes with a fee
That's a penalty! Flag on the play, no more running...
From social injustice, reforms and short-comings
Now my minds rushing, I doubled back... I passed something
No running back, A quarter half... I pass puff it
I need a quarter Mill, I might holla at Warren Buffet
If this a interlude... this my inner tools to saying fuck it
So when I step in the booth, every song should be your favorite
You should revisit this song, if somehow I'm not on your playlist
I'm praying
You understand me, in the future I see a Grammy
Nomination... I'm dominating the industry single handed
No opposition, my position I'm on a mission
Ahead of the competition, waiting on the others to finish
Written by: Isaiah Brooks