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Got high hopes from the underground sound
sneakers with Drake's emblem on the side
a walk in the park no forget I'll ride
got the bounce for the ounce in my hour of power
blown up in its fullest desire
I'm on fire come somebody stop me
working on my degree while you make a sweet mockery
everyone is living a lie as time goes by
shattered glass in a pool of dreams with evil screams
Beyounce may need a place to stay when she's through with Jay Z
Fetty Wap blowing up the scene in certain circles
getting stuck in the middle playing a game of second fiddle
Scotty Pippens dribble getting caught in the middle
lifes resources back at you with special forces
just living the dream in my new Mercedes Benz
a life of liesure you can grow to depend
　
rolled a snake eye down at Vegas circle in the New York New Yorker
life is a great feast trying to take it all in just ask Steve Wynn
Sucker M.C.'s aiming to please gonna knock you to your knees getting busy as a bee
you want to sit next to me as I bask in the vast expanse of a blue clostered ocean
drinking that magic potion
life is busy when your making other plans
let the music be your friend as we light up a blunt & forty to bounce
nowadays we get stuck as if a mouse is in its maze in some purple haze
still I got high hopes for the underground cause you came a long way
dirty sheets with something smelling up the laundry
working on borrowed time when I'm down to my last thin dime
rap is for beggars and those who choose her to use it and abuse it
a gravitational pull can bring some down yet don't ever wear your head down in a frown
　
