This Far

Yeah, never thought that I could make it this far Got a long way to go, but I'm this far Who'd have thought that I could hit rock bottom Come back and make it blow up like this fall Moving like a Rocket, no Chris Paul Money in the pocket like this is ours Ain't no point in stopping until your bitch call Matter of fact got like fifteen missed calls As a kid, I wanted to be like 50 Bulletproof vest, jeans that didn't fit me Funny cause now them shits skinny Middle finger way high, rolling through the city I don't wanna save y'all, I just want the kitty No, I'm kidding, I don't want a ho, I just want a milli Wife like Chrissy, bitch, I'm a legend like Will House in Calabasas, party in the hills That's life goals, bitch, I'm going to get it I'm going to fucking do it cause I said it Hanging out the window of the Lexus, fuck that Rolling in a ghini , flexing, top back Haters, can you see me? I should stop that Heir to the throne, bitch, I want my spot back Million dollar home where I want my mom at Left a message on your phone God I'm just waiting for my call back A loser in the eyes of society Doing my best not to have my job fire me As I write inside my diary Talking about the future that I wanna live entirely Based around money and a following All my friends hollowing out They're giving up, calling them out I don't know what the fuck you are doing in school Unless that's actually what you wanna do In that case, more power to you You just power through the bullshit and cow manure They are going to try to fool you But never lose sight of your dreams Despite the light at the end of the tunnel, being farther than it seems But you are going to make it, come on, you're a beast You like LeBron when he played for the heat Only the real survive Are you strong or you weak? Never thought that I could make it this far Got a long way to go, but I'm this far Who'd have thought that I could hit rock bottom Come back and make it blow up like this fall Moving like a Rocket, no Chris Paul Money in the pocket like this is ours Ain't no point in stopping until your bitch call Matter of fact got like fifteen missed calls Never thought that I could make it this far Got a long way to go, but I'm this far Who'd have thought that I could hit rock bottom Come back and make it blow up like this fall Moving like a Rocket, no Chris Paul Money in the pocket like this is ours Ain't no point in stopping until your bitch call Matter of fact got like fifteen missed calls Ain't no point in slowing down soon Houston, we got a problem, Paulished on the moon I don't think he ever coming back to Earth He said life's a bitch, and he snatched her purse He seemed kinda pissed, like he high off perks But y'all know that motherfucker don't even smoke Head spinning like a motherfucking rotary phone Kick the door just to let these fuckers know that he home Matter fact, man, I don't even know what he on I think we should call help, man, something is wrong Nah, nothing is wrong, this is just me And I'm fucking pissed off, I cannot eat Cause these motherfucking blogs try to stop me But I don't give a fuck cause I'm rocky There is nothing on earth that can stop me Put a beat and a hearse, kamikaze I would die for this shit it ain't a hobby Beat your ass with my squad in the lobby Like Pac right before he die Suge Knight said,"Yo dog, hop inside" Of the drop top, cops ain't gonna find Us Pac, let's just take a ride Got to the red light, ops, let them fly No bulletproof on, shots hit his side Flew him to the hospital where he lost his life Living through the words of him, man Pac was right They don't give a fuck about us, they are not polite You ain't got money in your wallet, they are going to treat you like nothing Yeah, they are going to treat you like nothing Fuck that, boy, it's time to fight