Getting to the Top
How can a man... be blamed for dreamin
whips hoes and cash, damn thats appealin
to see my name in lights and millions screamin
or feel ya next to me when we're both dreamin
whats a life lived without seein stars
whats my life lived without writin bars
whats my life lived without my family
what is this life live without someone loving me
what if your fantasy was a reality
would you continue to live fallacies
stop and take a look at you history
.... I'm rewriting my own life story
Not givin in to Satan's devious ways
Looking to God to better my days
I'm so much stronger from the lessons I've learn
My past has left me with first degree burns
no time to grieve no time to cry
more time to work more time to strive
more time to achieve the unachievable
more time to make believe the unbelievable
we cant let the past crowd perception of our future
we'll find ourself in tough positions, no kama sutra
we'll find we're trapped, not movin forward
know for a fact, this aint what the doctor ordered
feelin ill, feelin poor, feelin down
feelin like a king who's lost the jewel to his crown
I've chosen my direction, finger to the sky
at the bottoms where im startin, up top is where ill die
another day, another time
ill cross that bridge when it comes to it
so until then, its seems so very far
broaden my horizon while im singin kay sirrah
its a long road, and its one i forever ride
But in the meantime I'm back to my grind
whips hoes and cash, damn thats appealin
to see my name in lights and millions screamin
or feel ya next to me when we're both dreamin
whats a life lived without seein stars
whats my life lived without writin bars
whats my life lived without my family
what is this life live without someone loving me
what if your fantasy was a reality
would you continue to live fallacies
stop and take a look at you history
.... I'm rewriting my own life story
Not givin in to Satan's devious ways
Looking to God to better my days
I'm so much stronger from the lessons I've learn
My past has left me with first degree burns
no time to grieve no time to cry
more time to work more time to strive
more time to achieve the unachievable
more time to make believe the unbelievable
we cant let the past crowd perception of our future
we'll find ourself in tough positions, no kama sutra
we'll find we're trapped, not movin forward
know for a fact, this aint what the doctor ordered
feelin ill, feelin poor, feelin down
feelin like a king who's lost the jewel to his crown
I've chosen my direction, finger to the sky
at the bottoms where im startin, up top is where ill die
another day, another time
ill cross that bridge when it comes to it
so until then, its seems so very far
broaden my horizon while im singin kay sirrah
its a long road, and its one i forever ride
But in the meantime I'm back to my grind