Armor

[VERSE 1]
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm risking it all for the dough
Buckle ya belt and hold on to me tightly but I do this nightly so you don't have nothing to worry 'bout
If I behaved tell me how would I grow?
And if I was hurting, then how would you know?
Oh no, now I'm gone, baby I'm a ghost
Holy smokes. I'll be fine. cause I never fold
Head of gold till I die. but you never know
From the nap. but I'm outta town. until further notice
Hell of a go of it, river been flowing, I'm paving a yellow brick road
Every time I think my life isn't worth it, and follow the dangerous butterfly body
I put in perspective the funeral feeling when I was looking at a human body
Wit a cold face, eyes closed. imagine my momma was lookin' at me
Never could do it cause I couldn't leave it this way without ever achieving my dreams
Please. never go. paper, won't you pray for me?
And follow me. bro let's make a hunned million dollas, b
Swear to god. I fucking swear to god the day is coming
In the meantime, I own my soul, they won't take it from me

[HOOK]
That's the way it goes
Heart full of gold, but yo ass is so far away from home
It don't matter if you thinking not or feeling woke
Keep that love around you like armor so they can't steal yo soul
(x2)

[VERSE 2]
College ave starter pack: CB94's and a starter hat
Big man, vince carter jam. hut 1, I'm the quarterback
Damn girl, that ass sorta fat. bring it back, I want more of that
I miss hanging on the corner back in the nap where the double 8 store is at
Back when CCMG was cc'ing solid CD's
JR was like my brother, I ain't seen my dawg since three weeks..
Before me and my girl moved out the crib and said let's take a break
And that was 6 months ago as I'm writing this, okay okay..
I think the universe been tryna make me let go
Pushing the resilience of my spirit to the threshold
How'd I wind up so far away from my girl? I want her back
And how'd I wind up so far along from the place my heart is at?
Shut it down. shutcho bitchass up. make this cash
How you gon be sad like a pussy, when you could take this bag?
Run it the fuck up. or you gon shut the fuck up
Better not do no talking less you active homie wassup?
I follow bands like groupies out in chicagoland
Back and forth across the border like I carry contraband
A pregnant mind, full of ideas, so peep the sonogram
And profit off my soul power and death, like tupacs hologram. whoops

[HOOK]
That's the way it goes
Heart full of gold, but yo ass is so far away from home
It don't matter if you thinking not or feeling woke
Keep that love around you like armor so they can't steal yo soul
(x2)