Get An Idea

Roll with the punches like
I'm rolling weed in this bitch
I bob and weave in this bitch
My eyes will bleed if I switch
If don't feed in the negative I won't eat in this bitch
Niggas know me and know better, better know we in dis bitch
If I bite tongue any more then I'ma bleed out my lips
If type this number in, Lord, I'm beggin' please let it hit
If write this song, I'm immortal, I won't cease to exist
Once I speak it exist, ho, my peak don't exist
Piece on my hip, but I'm peaceful if you peaceful I trip
Only if people gone trip, only when demons equipped
Clips make deities dip, immediate being up in the streets like a median
Get egregious, it never getting easier
Maybe I jus get better at dealin' with shit
Ignore my feelings and I then I realize how I easy I feel
Ignore the ceilings and then I realize no ceilings was here
Focused on millions then woke up one day and millions was here
But I been building for years that felt like millions of years
Rose grew from concrete but I watered it with the tears
Blood sweat liquor and beers, daddy been sipping for years
Daddy been quitting for years, Addy's was hittin'
Mixed with the kush, givin' different ideas
Watch what y'all did with success but I got a different idea
Niggas act like stickin' to your shit ain't a simple idea
Don't know who robbed you but I'll call if I get an idea
Focus my thoughts and then feel the spark when I get idea
I think I'm 'bout to get an idea

Get an idea, I'm 'bout to
(T-T-T-T)

Roll with the punches like
Bowls with a drink in this bitch
Blood from my nose running down holes of the sinks in my crib
Expose how much thinking I did
Pose with that thing on my hip
Poems on the pieces I hit
Performed more than decent forming to more than just regional hits
The whole world seen what I did
Sing about darkness to shed light on the scene I was in
Bringing up artists instead of chasing the people that's big
Seen artist flop and then watched the ones that believed in 'em flip
Seen artist pop 'cause they drop ones that was leeching on them
How many people know this? How many scheming on Ken?
How can I trust in you all the way when I seen what you did?
I know the powers you feel when I say I need you for real
I can recall the times it was something you needed to feel
You took advantage of what I wanted to see in the mirror
How many hood heroes done died in the city they lived?
Got they lives taken in a town where they wanted to give
Avoiding the trouble that come with posting a bankroll
I learned how to stay low
ain't tryna get or give out any halos
Blood on my play clothes, my brudda said, "Stay close"
Now when I talk to my bro he feel like we ain't close
Askin' do I got any idea
Down in the dumps, how to get out ain't got many ideas
Ripping out pages in blind rages from shitty ideas
Go through my motions feeling like I don't got any ideas
Thinking about quitting at times, it seem like a pretty idea
Think 'bout freeing my mind from thinking of any ideas
Then think of people that might be havin' a similar idea
Then I see that ego ain't been bringing me any ideas
Then think of times when people told me my singing ideas
Was the only reason they lived, it made me rethink an idea
Got a new perspective when I seen all the people out here
It's easy to get an idea for people that need an idea
I see the treasure opening vaults of my hidden ideas
Focus my thoughts and then feel the spark when I get an idea
Focus my thoughts and then feel the spark when I get an idea