Mind Over Matter

Yeah Ok Ain't too obsessed with the camera lights But when I grab the mic feels like I always had a life Ain't the average type I chase you like a cat with mice Nick Lotz the name from the wick they know the cat is nice So sick of this Lifestyle get rid of it Gotta show my talent I know they tryna belittle it My flow ridiculous Please don't call me Nicholas They call me Saint Nick cause I rap it in something different I know they'll get that I'm snapping like a KitKat Remember stealing out the stores living Like a riffraff I used to sin bad I promise I ain't sin bad Cause this ain't no joke I run around em Like a gym class She notice how I get cash cause I come with the lit tracks So fire blazing even if we fucked I get my kids back They like damn the kids back So listen and just sit back I'm Michael Jordan you like Danny Ainge this a mismatch So who's cleaner Every song is a new demeanor Just Me and my girl you can't fit inside this 2 seater I blew speakers and got em back like a new sneaker I do need her I keep her tight a shoe cleaner The next season will meet around for the best reason Say you got the talent come on homie then let's see it The vet speaking, ain't catching me like a jet leaving I met demons, they around while my check increasing I'm never leaving I promise I gotta classic coming I spit facts they make assumptions I'm far from nothing My family hearing my songs and they know a star is coming I know my haters looking scarred see what I'm becoming So pour a drank up Don't cry and wipe your make up You barley even need it but it's hard for me to say much You never listen but I see you got your cake up Don't run around these hoes I run through em Brandon Jacobs Was a disaster I told god I'm a climb the ladder We could get through if you believe mind over matter The illest rapper she know I bless her like I'm her pastor My haters talk but they getting smoked like lemon shatter Summer time I could bag 100 dimes Even in the winter they can see that my sun will shine Old school rapper like the 90's but ain't from the time All about my paper cause I know nobody touching mine I don't know what my prime is Might cuff a bad bitch cause I don't know what a crime is I pray to god if I go out it be with a fine chick But I can't really see cause this love made me blinded Hardest out the wick sorry if I reminded I really put in work they see Nick always grinded With me you are a plus never thinking it's minus I call her my queen she bow down to her highness I'm better by myself yeah that's what I decided It seems in Ohio everybody divided. Stopped with the music but you Willowick's finest Guess I had to take the crown cause I'm Willowick's finest Yessir