Listen to Subconscious by Euroz

Subconscious

Euroz

Hip-Hop/Rap

1,427 Shazams

Lyrics

At night is when I day dream the most. By far. With no visions of my future, the shit's pitched all black The Devil's sending text messages, and it's all caps Planting seeds, hoping I believe that it's all facts Like "DO YOU REALLY SEE YOURSELF BECOMING RICH OFF RAP?" I really do, with the help of my crew We a conglomerate This time a few years back, the total opposite A 4-5 and a 9 was the numbers I solved my problems with Back when I wore a Batman mask, and was robbing shit With all this work I put in, will it ever show? With all these songs I put out, will one ever blow? Fuck a song, will I ever blow? I guess until that time comes, we'll never know I'm really going places, is you rolling with it? I ain't just envision this life, I chose to live it They say fame is like a drug, I hope you know your limits Know what you want, but don't sell your soul to get it (Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview) I doubt most of these niggas hip to what I'm on Trying to get my body adjusted to different time zones Insomnia strikes and that's usually where my mind roams In search of creativity, I need to leave minds blown Success is what my minds on, trying to get my team a win Large revenue's like a huddle, my niggas bring it in Peace sign in front of that foreign, that means he in Benz He that nigga, hate to break the news to you, CNN And if you see a passenger beside me Know that she a 10, or a 9 like rondo, and my condo is where she attends In the life I put the D up in. I need a rider so she hopped up on top and gave me a spin Then it's back to the city me and my clique running How the fuck is ya'll the hottest, did I miss something? When you a stand out they always got they hand out That's constipation my nigga, you ain't got shit coming (Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview) OK money, power, respect, bet I know all three Feel like I'm setting screens, cuz niggas reaching goals off me But what's the purpose of me winning if we don't all eat What's an opinion when I put my heart and soul on beats Someone coming out of Vegas is what we don't see often Especially for somebody who done died, so many coffins If there's a price on my head, I wonder what the cost is Was a shooter on the court, an even better one off it I did four years, yeah you heard me nigga, four years And getting out killing it Niggas saying it's your year Walk through the flames, by my damn self A lot of people left me then resurfaced once the smoke cleared Real niggas, do you niggas even exist now? Shit got so real, so real on 106 now Something like a revolver the way I'm holding my clique down Labeled "that nigga" cuz labels want to have sit downs Dirt thrown on my name trying to bury me alive I'm plottin' to marry the game like what's your wedding ring size? My new shit breaking news shit, Larry King Live And fuck a crown, given this history cuz every king died. Ages before their time came Patience was the mind frame A hobo's mind set, I walk through life hoping to find change My flow poppin', give these haters no options The streets of Las Vagas they witnessed the rose blossom Where I'm headed ain't no telling nigga But where I'm from I'm quick to tell a nigga I done lost hella niggas Show and Prove intersested, cosigned you Hard work's the only time success is gon' find you My city know I raised the bar with my last tape And I don't accept cd's that's unless I need an ash tray I'm a free agent by choice, get your facts straight If labels wanna change that, they gon' need cap space The first sign of fraud shit, I'm quick to hit backspace Competing with these bitch ass niggas feels like a drag race You heard me nigga... New Legends
Writer(s): Composer Unknown, Andrew Kylin Glover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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