Written in the Stars

So if you wanna be great you gon' have to be able to go on

A whole live instrumentation, you feel me?

I said it, let's go

Come on

Turn my vocals up

Bring my vocals more to the front, uh

Yeah, this shit is like

Everything and more you can ask in a single verse

(Thank the Lord)

You gotta remember no matter where you at

Shitt could always be worse

(Oh, what a time)

Toast for the better, livin' better

Men lie, woman lie, numbers stay stuck

All my ops unified, I wish 'em all luck

Nobody's untouchable, still I never been touched (never)

Ain't no chinks in my armor, not even a scuff

I scour the whole game in these Cartier buffs

How the fuck could I complain, my nigga? Just look at us

Trips down memory lane, we took the bus

Now we gettin' escorts to the plane, we way up

Yesterday's price ain't tomorrow's, gotta pay up (yeah)

Said my stock like a teenage cock, it stays up

Knowing that my time is borrowed, so I stay prayed up (uh)

My pockets got ock, guess I got my weight up (weight)

Overtime I learned to move smarter with this paper (facts)

'Cause when I had my daughter, yo, that was a wake up (facts)

529B for my lil' baby, Indigo Rain

Already six figures in her name, shit crazy

What's the aftermath God? Niggas get shady (uh-huh)

We gon' see who get to laugh last, they tryna play me

My lifestyle a movie, I'm feelin' like Scorsese (yeah)

Sexy like Swayze, just a bit more wavy (right)

Catch me in a 'Cedes, dirty dancin' witcha lady (right)

And she threw it like Brady, really how could you blame me?

Niggas can't relate so they hate me (uh)

That's why I keep the Glock by the waist, there's no safety lately

Gotta stay dangerous 'cause niggas takin' aim at us

Papparazzi tryna spot me sloppy on the cameras (uh-huh)

But I see the bigger picture, I set the parameters (right)

And anyone who beg to differ, I smoke 'em like cannabis

You amateurs can't handle us, trust me they ain't finna blow (nah)

They just really fans of us

They just think I didn't know

I see them hide behind the critics and the analysts (uh)

They get to talking scandalous when they ain't understandin' us

But I'm a seasoned veteran, always get the upperhand (right, yeah)

Niggas goin' nowhere fast doin' the runnin' man

Joggin' in place with they feet up on the brakes

Tryna expand, but stay the same size like rubberbands

In the meantime I rose like the Son of Man (yeah)

Shine like stunna man

Looked out for all my pros, forever my brother them

Even if they all became cons in the end I would do it all again

No hesitation, it taught me patience

Brought me many revelations that I'll be takin'

On this path that I'm blazin'

This top position that I'm now embracin' (right)

Could give a fuck about the praising, bitch, I know I'm God

I'm half man, half amazin', I defy the odds

Leader of my generation, down to die for the cause

We all fight inner wars, hidin' invisible scars (right)

Legend in the makin', these bars was written in the stars

(Yeah, legend in the makin', these bars was written in the stars)

(Legend in the makin', these bars was written in the stars)

God

Thank the Lord

Grateful for this abundance that we receive

Every day that we breathe

For the new opportunities, the new lessons

New blessin's, no stressin'

Yeah

No weapon formed against me shall prosper

Right

That's right

Men lie, woman lie, numbers stay stuck

You might get hurt (what?)

Mh, through the soul with ease

Move at Godspeed

Cheers, my niggas can y'all hear me out there?

Can y'all hear me out there?

It's all right now

'Member I told y'all it's all right now

It used to be us all fucked up, nah, it's all right

Yeah, let's go up, congratulations

To my lil' brother the baddest, you know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, you in your bop now, kid

Ayy, yo, they'll never be like us, yo

Ayy, yo, we come from that dirt, that fuckin' concrete

You know what I'm sayin'?

New York niggas gotta start actin' like New York niggas again

It's all right, everybody get lost, you know what I'm sayin'?

Congratulations to the top

Never stop, love