Текст песни Playlist - John,mc

What they say what they say
The world aint ok
But my cup runneth over
So fight another day
Im the product
Of empty cupboard
But always a belly full
Money was never coveted
Only used as a tool
I give thanks for what i got
Cuz i move smooth to the true
But more thanks for what im Not
Cuz i view too many fools
I could prolly name my city Coroner
But cant name half the niggas Sitting on my Corner
The snakes tempt you with pity
Then poof
Your a goner
We all die for a reason
But we all aint called a martyr
Warrior in these streets
Aint alone so i got armour
Pigs tell me im a liar kill me
Fore I meet your honor
I learned
Move with the greatest Patience
Conceal your motivations
And never show hesitation
Cant stop my determinations
Enemies perpetrating
I got em all perspirating
Got some fire on my hands
Handshaking with satan
You high as paper plane
If you rap with no dedication
You only get poor performance
If you come with no Preperation
In my zone in my zone yeah

But imma be
Made from my own making
But I can see the method to Their hating
Rolling up another medication
I done mixed the power with a
Whole different mind frame
This the shit that make you call Up your plug
And tell em the price changed
Blue collar never stuck I'm Better
At spitting mind games
Picture a painting in your head
Picture my mindframe
I got on my grind
Been biding my time
Knowing that I'm
Ready to shine
Ready to face the world in my Prime
Ready to pull up and shoot on a Dime
I was filming a flick with no Script
Director producer actor editor Whole shit
Working harder
To cover up that i don't know Shit
Pull a hoe quick
No dough i get her open
And go split
This the opening theme bitch
To my life
No days off constant film unless You sleep
Gotta make a perfect movie
Scene by Scene and fill the seats
Fill the seats
And they mad at me
Cuz I got the vision
And visuals
I got the class
Got the schoolin
And the principles
They mad i did it my way
They cant stand em
Im going green
They so fake
Im organic

And im made from my own Making
But I can see the method to Their hating
Rolling up another medication
We gods in the ways we be Creating
And this i need to see up in Your playlist
Takes a lot of takes till you Make it
Got a long way to go till I'm Floating
Little bit of way till I'm wading
So I keep away
From the shade and the faking
You ever gained a day back From waiting?
Bitch I never stopped in my Training
And Never depart from my Way
Of putting my thoughts into Sayings
And mixing heart with the Flavor
I live to love every moment
Play with targeted patience
To attain every placement
And You should never wonder
Where the way went
Just where the day went
You can waste ya time but
Still gotta pay rent
They gon hate on you
Talk on ya back
And in ya faces
Never back down in your ways
Or be afraid of changes
I had to learn my own way
I was given a book with blank Pages
No guidelines but those Mistakes
But Imma be made from my Own making
And I can see the method to Their hating
But this I need to see up in ya Playlist
This I need to see up in ya Playlist