Everything costs something, bro Winning somewhere, somewhere else you Just lost something though The cost of opportunities is always good to know But if you know that then you're good to go Yeah, no dreams too big Chase anything you have the passion to do Only a dream till it happens to you Finally seeing money now I'm acting a fool Never thought touring the world all year Would be something I might actually do Friends came through got me so high I forgot who I was passing it to Party in a mansion, splash in a pool Reminiscing 06 back in the school My whole crew Couple of niggas packing it too Go ahead try to talk shit on me I squad up come back with a crew Call me a bitch see what that's gonna do Fights in the streets like that shit was cool
Yeah, we used to do dumb shit daily Dreamed since I was just a baby Now I'm here its "fuck you, pay me! " I just had enough of waiting I worked hard, they stuck with lazy If I stayed I'd have just went crazy People change, everything's in constant motion My old girl's across the ocean Some stuff fades that's lost devotion Some folks stay some come and go Ain't what you think it's what you know I must run fast, you're running slow Smoke! break down some kush and roll a dutch Right now my vibe's so alive so please When we smoke just hush Me and some of those who's closest to me haven't spoken much Crazy when you learn the cost of blowing up, yeah! (are you worthy?)
I know I should keep in better touch, yeah But that door it never shuts Even when we chilled I never said that much Sometimes it be worth the bullshit Sometimes you should let it flush Yea, but when I'm on tour now I just get a rush Everything is hella plush Get caught up in all the girls I get and stuff Meanwhile I see some girls I used to know Are getting wed and stuff Having kids with full salary jobs While I'm just getting drunk Missing every birthday anniversary Yesterday my moms got out of surgery Wasn't even in town Shows and after parties what I've been around Finding out the news late Imagine how that shit sound Sit down priorities are all over the place and shit Stress levels rise and that j gets lit Try on shoes that jay z fit, fuck all that complacent shit I'm just dropping crazy shit, trying to outdo those fools Who think they can spit But I can't even lie All this real life shit is passing me by Talking to myself and I'm asking me why Would I feel better as an average guy? But I know that's just a lie, pour up a glass and get high My life, might take a toll on me like I'm asking to die Going on tour for 6 months, hug moms right after she sigh Look up, wish me luck when you see That plane pass in the sky No stress, bullshit gets passed to the side Working hard to make sure I'mma be the man when I die, yeah!
Hey gerald I just wanted to leave a message And repeat just You have risen to the peaks of a behavior and creativity And it's just the begging gerald And it's going to be your life by the sounds of it And I'm just so proud I just wanted to call And sound like my cheery self when I'm happy So, anyway, this is just the beginning You're going to be blown away And you have your grounding And yourself and that's so rare So I'll talk to you soon and play on! Ok sweetie, I love you! bye-bye!