I'm off the clock, permanently call the shots like Dick Vatel Shake up the world for sure, no rick to scale Blindfold the truth from youth, I lift the veil Please don't fuck with me, living a dream Secretly I've seen the things you see on the screen Recently I fiend for weed, I needed to dream Niggas ain't paid, they dues, I need receipts Please don't fuck with me, I've been through weathering storms, torrential rain My penmanship just pencils instant pain Came from 9 to 5s, afraid to fly Till I earned my wings and now they wave goodbye Took me 30 years just to get it started Long as the tombstone says artist Dream builder, 96 balls Taking all y'all power, wrecking 48 laws How bout it? I played my cards and changed the odds My nigga, how bout it? I made it through hell, a block from heaven My nigga, how bout it? I played my cards and changed the odds My nigga, how bout it? How bout it? Hot rod, ride by, slow down the block Shots fired, drive by, lord will it stop? Cowards on the news, think I cower, this is gritty Bullets whizzing by me every time I'm in the city Kill me, rob me, take my gems and jewels And paint my schools with Jesus Christ It's white than lock, my father up for life Institutionalize my rights and hide my plight From sight, that's trickery Still I swag, that's mimicry I am original man, empirically Shot city harder, I'm just being honest Born poet, nigga, fuck a song, here's a sonnet How bout it? I played my cards and changed the odds My nigga, how bout it? I made it through hell, a block from heaven My nigga, how bout it? I played my cards and changed the odds My nigga, how bout it? How bout it? How bout it?