[Intro] Check it out I want you to feel me baby I want you to understand me baby This is it yo, no bullshit No jokes, no games This is it yo, fo real I see it happenin' man It's about to go down For all of us (fo real) I see you swinging, I see you noddin' to it It's about to go down for us, word up man We almost home We almost at the finish line nigga It feel good, don't it? Oh! And it's ova! I can go home and chill (Feel it, yo) [Verse 1] It's a long process from bar 1 to bar 16 and Writin in my notebook from morn' to evenin But my fam still not believin' - in my bed late At night with my eyes closed, often dreaming And zoned out, I'm gone now fuck it I'm home now I rest in the rhythm I'm a rolling stone now Making my own way from stone cold days and long nights But who could feel my sacrifice Cause they ain't half as nice and couldnt' understand How I feel when I'm on the track board turnin a knob switch Moms keep talking that old "get a real job" shit And that's the kind of thinking Phonte got a prob with Solved it - my blood fam on the bandwagon Can't believe the man put his plan into action They rather that I choose a different path for my passion Couldn't understand I demand satisfaction [Hook] They say you might be crazy And sometimes I agree You and I know that's not all that you are They say you might be crazy Selfish in power baby You and I know that's not all that you are [Verse 2] Yo, it's a new day it's time to see I got a seed, Amaya, the love of my life Best believe, plus I still got love for me I'm doin this for her and me, take mics and make currency Steady worryin' yo, I wish I had a clone of me Man this ain't the way it supposed to be My daughter's mom wishin she was close to me Holdin' me, instead she's lonely - and loathing Complaining that her life's competin' with mine Cause I be out of the house for weeks at a time And she be stuck at home playing housewifey with an attitude Before we had a kid, we should've had a clue I fell asleep with this beat on repeat Repetative loop life seems to greet me I'm trying to be a better man, please believe me Ready and God willin if you ready to teach me, for real. word up [Hook] [4 bar bridge] (Real talk, yo) [Verse 3] Everybody got a way to try to be the man Some write rhymes others move kilograms You ain't tryna play yourself with me neither man Because I was dealt I can play 'em with either hand (c'mon) I gotta be the plan, put it in motion A nigga on the grind I'm proceedin with focus I know that makin my moves ain't a part of your plans But understand that that ain't all that I am I was lost in the trance, woke up Got a call from a man with a studio he bought with a grand Feel like destiny was in the palm of his hand Real shit we can all understand (check it out yo) [Hook]