Scott Paul - Bigger Visions

Yeah
I need a trip, get away to the keys
Got a new whip and it ain't got no keys
Hop on a stage and they waving at me
I'm doing great, haters hate what they see
Fuck how they feelin' I ain't here to please
I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't believe
Everyday Christmas, light up a tree
I look at my life and I like what I see
Cruising like there ain't a speed limit
Reached for the stars now I'm reaching it
We bout to blow up any minute
I came from a small town, but the kid had bigger visions
Everybody went that way, me nah I didn't listen
Some of my dawgs CEOs, some of 'em in a prison
Some switched up
I could never ever forgive em
Listen I'm countin' up stacks with the crew
Lebron with it, I score a lot but I'm passing it too
Long as we win
And If I happen to lose
Then I'm grabbing the tool and I'm acting a fool
We came up starving, so please beg my pardon but nah we ain't rationing food
We need the whole, now we on the road
Ma I'll be back in a few
I'm here with the gang, we wylin' on stage
I'm litty, I'm taking my shirt off
I vibe a baddie, she send me the addy
I pull up and I'm pullin her skirt off
I hop in that lamb and I skrt off
I'm a pimp watch me get the dirt off
Hating niggas can't get a word off
I need a trip, get away to the keys
Got a new whip and it ain't got no keys
Hop on a stage and they waving at me
I'm doing great, haters hate what they see
Fuck how they feelin' I ain't here to please
I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't believe
Everyday Christmas, light up a tree
I look at my life and I like what I see
Cruising like there ain't a speed limit
Reached for the stars now I'm reaching it
We bout to blow up any minute
I'm 'bout to blow up
Look at the glow up
I got it sewed up
I'm 'bout to blow up
Look at the glow up
I got it sewed up
Did it for commas and the community
Dealt with the drama, got people suing me
Everybody using me, now it's a mutiny
All of the scrutiny, dealt with it beautifully
I'm the one but I work like it's two of me
I got a ton of ladies in the pool with me
I got a bunch of haters actin' cool with me
Probably won't hear the truth until my eulogy
I'm here with the gang
They ask how I feel, to be honest I really ain't feelin' a thang
They tried to forget me, now they should arrest me I'm killin' the game
Drippin' like I'm standing still in the rain
Copy my swag and we still ain't the same
Grabbin' my bag then I sit on a plane
I need a trip, get away to the keys
Got a new whip and it ain't got no keys
Hop on a stage and they waving at me
I'm doing great, haters hate what they see
Fuck how they feelin' I ain't here to please
I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't believe
Everyday Christmas, light up a tree
I look at my life and I like what I see
Cruising like there ain't a speed limit
Reached for the stars now I'm reaching it
We bout to blow up any minute
I'm 'bout to blow up
Look at the glow up
I got it sewed up
I'm 'bout to blow up
Look at the glow up
I got it sewed up

Written by:
Scott Paul

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