Is it way too soon for me to say that we're here
LeBron brought worth to his city rookie year
Had to fight for that king spot like them Cavaliers
Talent gotta speak in ways that
They can't tell you...
But instead got 'em begging
You to stay another year
Never let the system tell me how to make mill
Never let society tell me how to eat a meal
But never get so comfortable to say
"It's time to chill"
Got my dough on the rise
And my soul on the side
Got my dough on the rise
And my soul on the side
Don't go chasing dollars
Let money chase you instead
Had to recognize that we ain't get here by coincidence
Mastermind, the sentences
Match the prime of reminiscent legends
What yo mission is
Passing dimes or Benjamin flashing
Metaphor for what you do with what you given
It's mass incarceration on the minds of those who listening
Gotta be strategic how I pin the pen on paper
Pin the tail on every donkey
That tried coming for my actions
Miscommunication leads to
Misconceptions of my passion
Passionate efforts towards caring for folk Showed me the lack in it
I had to learn to ration it
Protecting feelings of the folk that wouldn't do for mine, the backwardness
The pacifist must pass a fist some times
To bring a balance back and back we go to acting pissed
Folk be fake mad
Folk be fake rich
Folk be fake woke
Folk be fake lit
Got my dough on the rise
And my soul on the side
Got my dough on the rise
And my soul on the side
Don't go chasing dollars
Let money chase you instead
Patience is how you bake the bread