K.R.Y.T.I.C. - First Class Ticket (feat. Blake Yall)

Uh
In my mind right now I'm at the airport. About to take flight
Let's go. K

Yeah
How you live a full life chasing half a dream
I grew up pinning up posters out of magazines
Out the next room my momma yelling turn the beat down
Hated on 50 Cent until my first beat down
Just a skinny kid with awkward jokes
Life was Joe Frazer and I wasn't too good with my roperdope
They told me go for broke, rap and never hope to choke
While my mommas friends told her I needed the holy ghost
Preach
Word to the stars I was tryna reach
Especially 'cuz dreaming wasn't allowed on my kind of streets
While I dreamt of finer streaks and designer sneaks
Everybody tried to shoot me down every time I'd speak
Weed
Is what they said I was puffing on
While I dreamt of being around the world like the Puffy song
So I bred the craft to drop a verse that wicked
And prayed that it would grow into a first class ticket

You know you got it
First class ticket in my pocket
Feeling like you're on top
Top
Fresh as he is
You deserve it
That's the sound of a happy man
Fresh as he is
You deserve it

Deejays used to toss my demos out the window
Now they call me up just to get the track info
Welcome to the future
Hi nice to meet ya
I'm Mister No Less Than Three Hundred For A feature
Preacher
Rocked the pulpit with a freestyle
Daddy said bare feet are better than a cheap crown
So I try to see my close friends on the regular
And tell them I'm close as six digits on their cellular
Been through a hell of a life chasing heaven
This attempt at making this record makes eleven
So don't bother preaching about struggle, I peeped it out
To make it here life made sure I took the scenic route
And I ain't ask for it
But I made do
With doing homework under candle light just to make it through
Till I craft the art to drop a verse that's wicked
I never thought I'd ever see a first class ticket

You know you got it
First class ticket in your pocket
Feeling like you're on top
Top
Fresh as he is
You deserve it
That's the sound of a happy man
Fresh as he is
You deserve it

See these are the dreams of a teen
That would seem to be a fiend
For the game
As a reaches for a flame
That can thaw out his life
The Lord throws out a mic
And he grabs it
Fighting back at life cuz he's had it
So even in the present he be feeling away
His clothes wasn't fly enough for civilian day
He rose
From the ashes of a dream like a phoenix
Ever since Luchi dropped his record on Phoenix
Fiendish behaviour he evokes with rhymes
His thoughts sublime
So they quote his lines
Cuz in hopeless times
All he had was a pen
A replacement for not having his dad as a friend
Or a dime that was a ten cuz drunk girls saw him sober
Now after every show the pretty girls call him over
And he ain't even gotta let that side of him that's vein kick it
He just trying to cop a first class plane ticket

You know you got it
First class ticket in my pocket
Feeling like you're on top
Top
Fresh as he is
You deserve it
That's the sound of a happy man
Fresh as he is
You deserve it
You know you got it
First class ticket in my pocket
Feeling like you're on top
Top
Fresh as he is
You deserve it
That's the sound of a happy man
Fresh as he is
You deserve it

Written by:
Victor Muligisa

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