spittin shit pt 2

i was told to keep a tunnel vision , thats the easy part but then the uncompleted missions they didnt listen the backstabbing and the bad conditions? are we trippin got higher ground and still caught myself slippin theres consequences i tried to keep a level mind keep my thoughts in a cage but then life leaving me behind im close to catch a rage and all the listens thanks for the mentions and the time but it never helped me turn the page lets hit the stage i got sum heat i nead to drop lets talk about it imma give it everything i got its levels to it its understood thats the part i got but i want me name louder than police sirens when the block is hot its jus a drop im tryna take a bigger shot and be the flyest nigga driving on and off the fucking block i aint gone stop till every diamond on my watch and every diamond in my grill shining block to fuckin block im here its time for target practice letting off these shots aint no talking back its quiet its rocking or not u know the vibe u say what next i let the beat decide im back round two lets get it greatness im finna get it the life i had before the music coming up i can't ever forget it wanted to quit it start writing building up my listens i turned the vibe up hit the blunt and made a spittin decision and now im money driven aint asking for permission im here to see my name in lights fuck all the opposition these niggas trippin they wanna see a nigga slippin but imma make it aint no faking this shit god given