47 Eyez On Me - Talk of the Town

Yeah that's facts
Riding 'round the city with my hand on shawty lap
Yeah that's racks
They attract all the righteous attacks
All the violent delights
Never had a quiet night
Need to see me on a billboard, need to see my name in lights
Fuck the critics, they ain't like me
Still they show respect cause I never spit on type beats
Hand the boy a bigger check, them badder bitches fighting
For a night on the town with the mayor
Know we run it from the chops in the lair
Feel a rush when I'm puffing on Russian
I ain't cuffing none of these bitches
Need more riches 'fore I could do that
I only have three wishes, one of them likely will include that
The second wish is happiness and Zen already proved that
Anything in life's obtainable and all you gotta do is make a wish
Yeah that list is getting short
You a dime? Yeah, a dime of a dozen
If there's dark magic at hand, I'll tear through coven
Rip through yo stomach, belly of the beast, yeah, I'm coming
The controllers in my hand, Franklins ain't all I'm thumbing
Used to be only focused on getting cash, yeah that cream of the crop
The steam isn't hot, just take a damn leap
People turn the fire on, but cannot take the damn heat
Feel like all my desires gone, don't know what else just to teach
Everything that merely shines cannot guarantee gold
And this veil over the winners, my whole family holds
We hold it up, while smoking potent stuff, you can cannot roll with us
In the dungeon it's gets dangerous, demons off angel dust
Man society they did this, so what can they say to us?
It just trickles down the ladder, I don't know who to trust
Lesson one, take your rose tint, burn it to ash
Lesson two, nothing matters, so go make some damn cash
Lesson three, smoke sum green, simply laugh at the past
Lesson four, walk out the door, tell the world kiss ya ass
Tell the conductor cue the brass and the strings right now
See the pyramid ahead, there's no turning around
See we made this far, so we can't back down
I been talking all my shit, now I'm the talk of the town
Got the stones on me while I'm writing with this gauntlet
Grabbing power from the wrong dimensions leave you haunted
Scary times so I rhyme until I feel exhausted
Even then I don't rest if I'm being honest, It's an honor
That I got this power in the first place
Applying my intent is how I ended up in first place
Me and destiny had our first date, I slid past third base
And brought that shit home, so peep what the shirt say
Eyez on me
Wise I see
All I be when the lines are rooted in a seed
I planted by own doing
This is grown music
And it be my own music
I ain't wanna take it there
But I'm gon' do it
And you can all stare as a god do it
Put my back in it trying not to pull a muscle
By flexing all the blessings that be stashed in my duffle, all allusions
To the knowledge on how avoid trouble
With a mindset for the bread that won't crumble
With a mindset for the bread that won't crumble

Written by:
47 Eyez On Me, Dominic Ferrara, Jacob Colon, Jonathan Zemola

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