Lyrics Opposition - Young Rai

Young Rai
I don't get how the greatest things in life will just come to an end
That just goes to show the precious times are only a trend
And money's only gonna be made just so it can be spent
Gave a couple things up but I do not partake in lent
I got some better things to do
I got some people to make proud
The North Star was my latest drop
I'm up, I'm chillin in the clouds
And you know what I'm about, I'll be damned if I bow down
Can't fall to any other, I only praise the angels that be around
The future, can see it now
My cornea see it clear, It look crystal through the tears
I see the past vivid, 12 people in my circle sippin beers
Now it's like I don't got enough people around me to fit in a two door
That's just how I steer

I been working all day, I been flipping all day
Pushin' weight, you can tell by the mass
Stay low but I'm paid, On my own I'm self made
How you do that? They gon keep on asking
I've been running all day, not from no one
I'm running to bags, you know I gotta get paid
I gotta get loaded,
Gotta be ready to face my opponents

Facing my opponents, how you in the opp's position?
Man thats crazy, but I ain't fucking with ya
Gon raise my little babies right, they'll get the bigger picture
I've been gambling rolling dice like uncles eating chestnuts
I'm at the barbecue if you ain't eating, what you doin?
How you hungry but don't got the time to put the food in?
How I graduate, I was always a truant student
Used to call me stupid, now look at you look who's stupid
Yeah these niggas gon regret it
Cuz I'll have a crystal face and necklaces diamonds embedded
If you don't love me, should've said it
It didn't matter I'm the captain now, it's Rai The Lieutenant
Me, myself and I, a couple others that I'm rocking with
I'm going up, can't go down, I can't submit
I got a plan to do this shit, I can't submit
And you know I don't fuck with thotties, had to pass the bitch

I've been talked to God for hours
Bout sum shit I couldn't talk about
Let me see my bro again, I'm bout to pull the coffin out
Henny bottles to the face, I'm tryna fix the cotton mouth
30 in the sprite
I feel like Curry at my mommas house
Used to fuck with hoes but they be causing too much drama now
Chillin' watching Rick and Morty
She just pulled the condoms out
Chill shawty, grew up way too fast
Shit got real for me
Fooled by some niggas I believed that would've killed for me
Niggas wanted smoke and bro a coach
He running drills for me
Bro is like a wizard how he turned to Bradley Beal for me
Shooting perfect
Love your brothers all we knew for certain
I hide the pain 'cuz they act strange when you move the curtains
Can't be wilding on my life, I gotta choose a purpose
Damn,
It's 11:50, dolo getting paper, nah.
You can't get it with me, off the henny
I been getting rowdy you can tell it hit me
I move smarter with this shit but I was hella risky
Ain't no names but just know that I had my fellas with me
When I wasn't by myself, but how'm finna drive myself
How I'm 'posed to cheer my momma up when I'ma cry myself
Only way I knew was keep it quiet about how I felt
Put a smile on my face, when that ain't how I felt
Worried about how I smelt
But they ain't know that's how I dealt
With all the pain that I was going through
Cuz ain't nobody help

I been working all day, I been flipping all day
Pushin' weight, you can tell by the mass
Stay low but I'm paid, On my own I'm self made
How you do that? They gon keep on asking
I've been running all day, not from no one
I'm running to bags, you know I gotta get paid
I gotta get loaded
Gotta be ready to face my opponents
Young Rai