Arrival

[Verse 1] Yeah, usually the ignorance never stops with a warnin' The way that humans think is some shit I've not been ignorin' Look, they ain't support your flight, shouldn't mean they stop you from soarin' Just because they boo Lebron, that don't mean they blockin' his scorin' I'm screamin' top of the mornin', lookin' past all this jealous shit With all these burnin' bridges, I passed 'em on some LaMelo shit I swear I used to relish this I was used to the pain but you lay in the shit too long What's gon' happen? You stop smellin' it But I ain't gotta tell 'em shit, generation of know-it-alls A bunch of effin' Meccas 'cause artificial's the protocol Don't blow it off, just show remorse, I think we all know the source They know they gotta pay for their sins, but was never told the cost Just slow the course when tryin' to handle hate They know you lost, they try to hand you plates Never say close your hands for grace Your idea of readin' is watchin' some clips of Andrew Tate You wanna save plannin', never plan it safe The evils [Chorus] They love you less when you address it But they gon' love you more before the door close on the exits What you expected? Pray for your death when you expressive How I finessed it, I turned my mess into a message That's the arrival They love you less when you address it But they gon' love you more before the door close on the exits What you expected? Pray for your death when you expressive How I finessed it, I turned my mess into a message That's the survival [Verse 2] Don't know how safe you could play it But I record myself, ain't no engineer to delay it My sins and fears, I relay it, I been prepared to display it Not even Liston's gloves could interfere with the greatest But through a blurry vision, this phantom punched with the bravest Since I was young with my nose snotty, so sorry Apologies to the ones who nobodies, so cocky But to look good in front of a thousand You gotta be willing to outwork thousands in front of nobody Empires built on our blood and we barely know Ghazi Been fire, sent him a slug that's flared from an old shotty Ten priors, worked on my creed like I was the old Rocky Them liars want me to bleed but I swear they won't stop me I keep in touch but still I'm out of reach, you can say your peace But we ain't gotta speak, hustlers don't get a lot of sleep You feel these words, it's almost tribal Don't listen to your idols 'Cause this is my arrival for your survival [Outro] "You can catch Ran on the block with a handful of rocks Or in the kitchen tryna cook grams in a pot Advancing my stocks, mansions and yachts While you with that dumb bird buyin' pampers and socks The flow's too slick for y'all Put on your hard hat A-Dub got bricks for y'all You can catch me in a coupe or probably in a Jag Or out in the green 5 like Donovan McNabb Too sick for y'all Might as well call me Magic 'cause I'm too sick to ball Ran gotta lot of clips to toss..."