Deleted Artist — Progression

I’m writing this knowing everything is going my way to shift I’m in gear to go in fifth making sure the flow is sick Staying focused on my goals and gifts getting rid of hopelessness Cause I wanna hit the road do shows and trips, there’s dough to get Not mention my fam and friends, these people I been broke with We gonna be wealthy, that’s little bit more than just filthy rich The foundation been laid we just gotta build brick by brick I knew since I put my first disc on datpiff the kid can move a zip My mind state is Dilla while I was around the dealers moving shit Can’t wait for the day I can hit the dealership to get the newest whip The passenger beside me, wifey, the coolest chick My muse for the music why I do this and not be a who is this So when I viewed on computer chips they face screwed saying dude’s legit A MC that’s I what represent making tunes that you don’t choose to skip They keep their ears glued to the lyrics and boom knowing the beat getting bruised With such ruthlessness, I moving through the cluelessness No choice but do this music with the sense of knowing of who you is In the booth I deliver my truth to take trip for a beautiful view screw a souvenir If your days are filled with gloom I hope to be the dude to soothe your fears Realized I was superhero saving shorty when I appeared and when a pen is near God thanks for making my business clear now I just gotta get it here