So now they call us pioneers Remember fresh out the jungle? Hittin the launch pad like the lion here Dre the truth, ain't no lyin there I'm a beast like Eli, in my city I'm a Giant there Kept writin and rectin like my time was near Movin at a fast pace, I ain't had no time to spare The total package - my kind is rare Had labels showin me dotted lines like, Sign it here So my time is here The flow cold like sittin outside in the winter on a iron chair Still street, so I always got the iron near And the goons too, I'm a goon too F. Crew from the womb to the tomb, duke Be a star - that I was groomed to Watch how the boy shine Red lights and road blocks'll never stop how the boy grind I tell you nothin moves faster than time It never stops or slows down at all All my best friends and enemies, I don't know them at all No more, no more, no more, no more I tell you nothin moves faster than time It never stops or slows down at all So I guess I should fall back but I ain't got nowhere to fall No more, no more, no more This is the last rhyme I'm ever settings Sick of competin with the kids with skinny jeans and jeggins All of my life I tried to write the creative blessing But it seems God ain't respondin to my endless textin It's okay though, I'm a warrior with my daddy's spirit I spit with the intensity, so my daddy'll hear it Splittin image and inherited the hustle spirit ( ? ) coins still collectin, ain't quite cleared it The bank account is WeightWatcher, refuse to get chunky As a result I don't waste my words to promote my money I ain't got it, put all my focus into my project Heart and soul, f*ck goin gold, but would like a profit Take a penny, leave a penny, call it exposition Hollywood dreamin off my little bitty composition I write with the Passion of Christ, I'm nice on my Gibson Trust and believe in myself when no one else didn't It's been a lotta years, man I came a long way I close my eyes and feel those days when the song plays Been up in the hallway, damn I went the wrong way I was on a mission, wouldn't listen to what moms say f*ck it, why would he? In the streets I would ( ? ) Where if you speak to me wrong you would get beat till you're bloody Now your speakers are bumpy cause when when my sneakers are cruddy I had this unkillable dream of maybe reachin somebody My features like my father but with different creatures, I'm ugly And ( ? ) the dark secrets of the creeps and the druggies My therapist says I'm reachin for people to love me But my spirit's full of feelings, so f*ck a therapist And my heir is just coming of age I remember bein with Dre and Daniel spittin hungry young on the stage I wrote these lyrics cause I had somethin I wanted to say I thank the Lord that I'm honored this way