Hold up, yo fo I start to spit Gotta give a shout out quick Everyone that’s on my shit Phrayze killed this beat It’s Milkman music And shout out to the people who think I still can’t do this Fuck where you’re from Be concerned with how I built my team Solid stoned soldiers Yeah I’m talkin brick city! Chi-Town! Kept my flow so cold With a New York state of mind Mis Dominicanos De Miami don’t cry, doin fine on the west coast I was born to be big, scuzi innuendo When you get that benzo You’ll understand why I kept my distance From the bitches so my ass can send These checks home Picture me rollin Holdin it tight, smoking all night, Control inside the feelings that I Used to catch but now I let em Slip and slide Into the hands of God Go on ask my mother How does your son make a livin Mihijo es un hustler! Now we’re goin all out No more excuses Baby we gon stand out We were born to do this At least til we can come back home Started from the bottom Still workin our way up Even when we’re ballin Best believe we’ll lay up Underneath the sun So we can shine on East coast – Bring it back West coast – Bring it back Midwest – Bring it back And the South – Bring it back Sleep all day – party all night Think that’s how I’m livin? Nah not quite Riots erupt when you quiet This long – Got a call from my bro But it’s not from his phone My dudes flippin 5 G’s? Please man bail me out Weeds got me trippin Feeeeet don’t fail me now These days I don’t sleep Write til I’m signed Like approval of appeal forms Pressure em like kidney stones Til we out… Let it be the cell or debt Sorry that I’m not sorry that I left With what I said No fear no tears homeboy this is sweat Any risk that you’ve denied Is the challenge I accept (gladly) Now we’re goin all out No more excuses Baby we gon stand out We were born to do this At least til we can come back home Started from the bottom Still workin our way up Even when we’re ballin Best believe we’ll lay up Underneath the sun So we can shine on Give your life for your country Sit back watch em kill each other Ās we keep on countin money Same song since I was younger Bullshit Ī can smell it from under They knows that Ī’m a question Cuz it isn’t make sense for my foreign brothers Your brothers told it was either do or die At what cost can you brainwash Shawties to that suit and tie No Timberlake but for earth and water 300 rounds are firing til someone is retiring Was it he who shot you first or Was it you who woulda tried To justify who should of died In what became a genocide Killin spree philosophy Maybe I’m just pissed off Because my cousins got shipped to countries Where they really need not be In the first place, worse case scenario We’ll send our condolences in this empty envelope Gracias a dios that the reaper only grazed him Wait til I’m makin stacks The united banks Won’t ever buy you back Now we’re goin all out No more excuses Baby we gon stand out We were born to do this At least til we can come back home Started from the bottom Still workin our way up Even when we’re ballin Best believe we’ll lay up Underneath the sun So we can shine on

Thank you stars and skies For my head in the clouds Giving me a good reason to believe, wepa! Through the hardest times I kept my feet on the gorund Knowing where I’ve been I can do anything Long as I Put my mind to it Cliché to say the least I said peace to the suits (See ya!) Kiss my caboose Not following ya rules I choose to follow my heart No idea where I’m goin But I know where to start Adios to the past Putting all that behind me Finally movin forward Towards a future Instead of rewinding See my scars remind me Of the battles I’ve won Best of me today bravo There’s a better me tomorrow Trust me, its alright kid To still be undecided But no mo-tivation Is a road for those misguided Now you could follow them Maaan do what you want But leaders don’t need labels Make a path of your own! (And say) Chorus I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound Login to the worldwide Without the web Why compare yourself To people you that ain’t ever met You don’t need America To vote you as an idol You’re beautiful already Perfect-o when you smile It’s been awhile since they dialed up To call me back, feelin like an iphone With all these apps Been stuck here so long Think I’ll never clear this hurdle Struggles of the inner city Troubles of the inner circles But this lil light of mine Keeps me on my grind Go for any challenge Keep an open heart and mind Forget the fear of failing And the snakes in disguise Never blame myself again Just as long as I tried Promise – question will we ever stop? Nonsense – headed to the tippy top Forget-me-nots to city blocks All the boys and the girls Give your heart with every march Let’s parade and shake this world (Let go!) I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound Even if it’s back to basics Stay strong and be patient Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up No way they gon stop me Throw a hand up if you got me Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up My start is not my ending I know whats within me Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up At the end of the day If you’re still on your way Never give up! Now all my people say! I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound I’m on my way Ain’t nobody gon turn me round This is my parade And I’m marching to my own sound

Little bitty pretty one You comin' up really fast (whoa) You’ve grown up so much Since the last time I saw you Thoughts full of empathy And energy all good Like O’Keeffe Flowers Maybe less abstract Take me back to Tuesday (what happen?) Two days no sleep (damn) Lost in the world Bo-peep no sheep Yo peeps were the ones who said that we’d never make it (ain’t that right?) That we’re faded, but they played it Now c’mon baby say it (okay) Oh me oh my Not poppin pills if im stressin (fuck molly) Burdens are a bitch But that’s somethin’ I ain’t sweatin (never) Inhale the good shit Exhale the bullshit Before we count the cash We'll begin with our blessings Spread my wings Can’t take me down I’m a king Can’t take my crown Rain or shine I’ma rise from the ground Either way I know That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa Lady liberty knows freedom resides in the skies (cheeyoo) No one be should be dictatin how you’re supposed to live your life (nobody) Yes me love the planta Call me planta farma Public confession Apologies to mama Hope I didn’t let you down (And if I did) Then I’m sorry Mrs. Lari I ain’t fit to see ya daughter now (peace) It’s in my nature but its in yours too Cuz when God made this world It was meant for me and you And 7 billion other individuals Not acting; no residuals (uh huh) Critically acclaimed movies Glamorize a war off us Hand to hand by the man Steady makin more off us (ya diiiiig?) Spread my wings Can’t take me down I’m a king Can’t take my crown Rain or shine I’ma rise from the ground Either way I know That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa Storms or sun, baby watch what I become Storms or sun, baby watch what I become Storms or sun, baby watch what I become Spread my wings Can’t take me down I’m a king Can’t take my crown Rain or shine I’ma rise from the ground Either way I know That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa