Potential

[Intro] Yeah! Look, feel likentrying something new Ay, check it, yo! [Verse 1] I wish you could've seen it my nigga (Seen it!) Before I hopped off the plane onto a stage a million times 'Cause they loving me, before I was out in Spain At the currency exchange, another hotel Another key to a room with some nice views How can one who make the sacrifice lose? I dodge the same rocks that left Christ bruised It could've broke me twice paying overpriced dues (Ay-ay, ay-ay) In reality, noneya can't fuck with me Even back then, we'd not agree That was for you loud mouth bastards That tried to get me to pump my (screech) throwing my hazards Yeah right, buddy I really hope that you teaching your kids to see their worth when they don't have money And you're raising them on blasé block off womp-womp street (What?) Where dark clouds block the only star that pump heat (What?) And Church is not just where they clap hands and stomp feet I made it out, yeah On top, breathing oxygen inside of a dream, I'm always prayed about You know? And I could've pulled up at the party, hopped out and skirted off with your chick My glow sick, you would've seen it so quick But that ain't the time I'm on, it's a slow tick Let me rewind it back, when I was standing on my talents Legs spread over a tight rope, focusing on balance Blocking Yin-Yang, tryin' to win, hanging out with pharaohs with three eyes One on sparrows, one for crabs in barrels and arrows From Cupid, that can make you fall in love with some stupid Broad, you couldn't tell was a fraud before you scooped it Who got over or was tryna take you under She wonder why you keep pursuing your music career And then you stun her, when she hear you call her out on this song This song, but it's not a diss song My aura was always: 'The Stars Aligning', my aim is a sniper rifle when you add beams Yeah, I caught some taking advantage, that's a bad dream Was ready if my closest comrades scheme Which probably got my haters so mad, I'm sure they had steam Pouring out their ears for years I stayed dedicated to my craft while they laughed at it 'Cause if it was waste of time slipping through a hourglass Their two cents could've went towards the Water, Power, Gas Or Phone Bill Should've kept it on chill, I'm just keeping it a thousand, and that's more than real Why they always thought that I'd walk inside the store and steal? Why the grumpy old neighbors thought I'd wouldn't get over this humpy hole? The right path is the bumpy road I know I'm special, to a demon, I'm a god; to a god, I'm a vessel Many chose the fast lane, but I took the scenic Route, they doubt, I wish they could've seen it (Seen what?) My Potential [Chorus] I'm just putting you up on game You got some shit, but wait 'till mines drop It's mind-blowing, my life is cinema - And I don't care when they try and list Who's the top 50 rappers out just because I'm a scientist I'm surgical with this bitch [Verse 2] I've drawn attention then drew a crowd with a pencil, inked the deal with a pen Made my mark with a Sharpie, used a crayon to color outside the lines from within Then I painted the sky blue, add some yellow in the middle To fill the warmth on my skin I am that nice (Nice!) I know that some of y'all done went and sold their soul though I'm not sure of the exact price Hot damn (Damn!) as you can see I still aim for the clouds, but my “pew pew” did not jam It got blammed, must be my DNA So before you sleep on me you should bow your head, bend your knee and pray And just be thankful you were in the presence of a giant Whose Father blew his chance, he left before I learnt how to put on a shoe and tie it Unlike the fools who come around to smoke up all your loud, you never see when niggas quiet Mrs. Such-and-such, why you wasn't feeling me much? Is it 'cause I smell like the dutch? Naw, that's grade school, when I can still feel what got me hot But I'd stay cool (What?) to lukewarm reception Y'all were kept in mental prison, while y'all slept in, angels cried, Jesus wept When you went free, you couldn't see 'em, the exception to the rule, in which you measure From what somebody says or what you're told, what was gold, what was treasure There's a difference, I'll explain it, be my pleasure Simply 'cause, where we from, they go dumb You get the drum, for a band, it's how it's played, overstand To get some closure and, and And if you don't, then show your hand like you're in class as you're told to do in past Officer, why you assume that I'm out here pursuing cash? They could probably put me behind the two inch glass I'm just trying to make it to the studio, cut a little album, get a record deal My budget is low, I hope you check it still Dear all Majors, dear all Majors Why you dissin', presenting me with small wages? I know I'm the shit, I eat rap books and leave my teeth mark in pencils I wish they would've seen... (Seen what?), my Potential