Thoughts from a Balcony

[Intro] It was all about a dream Turned into reality, double-cup of lean Uh [Verse 1] Let me get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryin' to relax Red wine up in my glass, plus Filet Mignon I got a army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then? I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen Said I'll make it big when everybody know me Well, I made it big and everybody phony, ha So could you pour me? I need a cup No, none of that liquor, mix in purple stuff I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much? Go 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free [Chorus] They just dreams, turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony Lookin' at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? They just dreams, turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony Lookin' at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? [Post-Chorus] What the, what the fuck is time? (Heh) Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know) What the fuck is time? I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? [Verse 2] What do you do when you think you could be a icon? 'Cause all these people get to screamin' when the lights on Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat Racin' to the gate, but my flight gone And now these writers takin' shots without a Nikon But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though Potion in my Sprite, then my night slows down, down (Aha) See, that's exactly what I need, my khaki's filled with cheese My homie Sap is on the beat, like it was "Donald Trump" A fuckin' hit, but I just call it luck They throw it on when I'm walkin' in the club Hey, this some 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface Learn quick, now I'm big time Fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine [Chorus] Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony Lookin' at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? They just dreams, turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony Lookin' at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? [Post-Chorus] What the, what the fuck is time? (Heh) Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know) What the fuck is time? I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? [Outro] A'ight