Brilliance

uh, it’s the Tree of Lyfe
I been on fire you need a light?
I left my old life to chase my goals
what I end up doing?
Nigga chasing hoes
Caught up for a minute
pussy, clothes
original plan was to feed the folks
lost all the ones
I thought needed most
adjusted to playing the solo role
no more hid agendas
I been feeling different
got no time to kick it
now it’s time to get it
now it’s time to get it
I just put in work

put in work since definition
You can’t define me with nothing living
My past is so dead to me
new dimension
don’t act like you know me
I got dementia
this is brilliance you feel it
The knowledge risen
bitch I’m staying driven
uh
Pullin’ up quick on yo ass
can’t keep my foot off of the gas
nobody here get a pass
devil’s keep blocking my shots?
Fuck it
we’ll shoot through the glass
I never knew something I wanted so bad
that make me say fuck you to bitches who bad
Ass as fat as a bag on Santa but baby we here for the bag tho
We ain’t gone stop til we have those
Fuck if you think i’ma asshole
Life is a trap
what you mad fo?
We living right now ain’t no fast forward

Til the true an living in the mood to kick it
I’m climb up higher try to find the entrance
for the exit get us
We got none in common
boy i’m something different

I ain’t cut from a cloth
my black matters different

uh,
man ya’ll niggas can never come fuck wit me
huh,
I swear that ya’ll niggas can’t fuck wit me
an neither can crackers
I do it my own way
I don’t need backers
I am my own man
I am the master
I am my own man
I am the massa
come walk wit me
yea
walk wit me
yea
you should come an take a walk wit me
uh yea
take a walk wit me
yea, yea

Don’t fuck with no fear bitch I’m fearless
I know you don’t listen but hear this
The soul don’t exist where the fear live
body is flesh with a spirit
fuck you niggas think a tear is
I been watching tryna find a option
got my knowledge popping’
feel like Johnny Cochran
If da pussy popping’ i’ma prolly pop it
Damn
Sometimes I don’t know who I am
we follow the leader for grands
some of us do it for grams
poppa like boy get a plan
You know that everything rise up
offa this Planet,
it land
either off shore or the sand, yea
pray is no blood on my hands
Feel like the summer of sam
cuz if you don’t kill it you dead
Iz crazy these times that we in
Uh it’s crazy these times that we in


Fuck what you talking bout this is soul
I feel like the Jackson without his bros
Childhood was special stay on your toes
What is often presented is seldom known
Had me thinking I could live forever
In the flesh & felt like I was better than the other niggas I was around
Na I feel indebted
All of my life I been under pressure
tryna be perfect in every effort
if you did it
I know I can do it better
If the pussy juicy
I’m a get it wetter
I’m a different fella
you gone have to tell em
touch her body her soul and her cerebellum
If they didn’t know
We should prolly tell em