Текст песни F.T.P - Jimmy Paid

Yea
And when it's real, it's real
Right

Walk with me

Sometimes I'm asking who am I
And what's my purpose
Is there more than meets the eye
Like what's below the surface
Do they know sometimes I cry
Living in this circus
Will they catch on to these vibes
Like is it even worth it
So many times I know I've tried
So that's my hesitation
I had to focus on my drive
To reach my destination
I done heard so many lies
Without an explanation
So in order for me to thrive
Bitch fuck your expectations
It's nothing less than greatness
So every breath I take it gas me up
Won't let these moments pass me up
Opportunity knocking, I'ma open the door
Let em dap me up
Have me running this bitch like a track meetup
Collecting so many checks till I cash out
Like it's Cash App
I make it crash out
I won't crash out
I won't crash out, no

Look
Thinking bout the places I've been the most
Wonder if they see me differently
Since moving and turning Ghost
For the Power, it's tunnel vision
Now watch as I run the post
Quarterbacking to myself
Red in my zone, I'm coming close
Tryna flip this here for profit, hold up
No I can never slow up
Tryna get my bro out that box
To free his mind and grow up
Been stuck in time since 08
Been on my grind since 09
Think that I'm flopping, no way
And if I'm lying then I'm flying
Trips to the Chi to free my mind
From the current shit that we living
Government been locked us down
As if freedom wasn't a given
All these fucking conditions
They stimulate us with payments
That barely keep us afloat
As they slam us down to the pavement
Crooked cops and arraignments
Taking us back to the slave ships
Yes I'm black and amazing
I'm back to back with these statements
The one that came from the basement
Out the Mud, this is progression
Jot these words, to fill these beats
How I express it
Hope they get the message