JynX The ViP - Cassius (feat. Tarzan 615)

If he could do it
This isn't a movie
He believed in himself
And you can too
Oh man, you gonna put it on me like that
You can do anything that
That you want

Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness
Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness

Yuh, and they be questioning
Really this ain't an interview
And they be talking
But really ain't talking literal
Don't hear me speak
Unless it's about residuals
No hidden gems
Unless I'm dropping em in the booth
I used to walk on a fine line
But it's my time in the limelight now
So I'm getting to it
And if I come across something like a boss
It's because I really am so I mean it in the physical
So don't tell me what you finna do
Homie need to get up on ya own shit
I been known up in the city as a culprit
Had to learn to keep it dirty, stay focused
Shit was heavy we were buzzing like a locust
You were busy smoking blunts with the roaches
We was tryna make it happen, just coastin
You was out sharing air with the vultures

Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness
Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness

Killin rhythms and you'll never hear the best of em
Filling every single plate up and ate
Get the feeling I'm an extra-terrestrial
Cause any song I'm ever on has came out of space
And these dogs wanna play in our cage
Once it's doberman we takin ya stage
Bitches tryna bang like the drank
And I ain't what you think
Imma give em something great, imma dane
Now your watching me
Feast on these squares I ate up
Grinding for weeks on weeks
And that's straight up
Chasing this cheese, cause we about paper
Nothin but a thing that makes us all grater
I'm, ape with the flow, can't gain control on me
When I'm faced with a foe, ain't gonna go calmly
With this rage in my bones
Hate in my whole body
It's the way that I've come
Greatness is our hobby
I got

Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness
Too much on my brain
Too much on my head
Too much of this weight on my shoulders
Burying down on my legs
So much for this world
So much on my plate
Still I'm feeling great
I'm made of greatness

I'm made of greatness
I'm made of greatness

Written by:
Christian Shelby, Nathan Hedge

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