Revelation

[Verse: D'Shaun]

I ain't never slipping
Playing my position
I gotta keep my eyes peeled
For the opposition

Cuss lately niggas feel a way
About the way we living
I feel they eyes on me
Walking in & out the building
That's how ya'll feel?

I'm dodging ex girls & plain clothes
& rain drops in rain coats
Day ones remain close
To the star that's spangled

With both lines tangled
And they down to tango
Cuss a nigga shine like
Mr. T in 84'

I'm just tryna pop
Like the gun all cocked up
Hatchback, backseat
Looking out for coppers

Tryna get the pie
& I ain't tryna share my crust
Cuss I been outchea tryna get it
Dawn to dusk

I wrap it up for new hoes
In different cities
But I'm still hitting old hoes
On the risky

In the hall
Of her college dorm getting frisky
Tryna remember why
The student life had never fit me
They'll never get me

I remember the admissions office
Walking round the campus acting all unbothered
But a nigga tryna blow like a fucking martyr
I had a dream I had to ball like coach carter
4th quarter, only starter

Back down
Bitch nigga
I said I need them funds
Right now bitch nigga

Ain't playing games & I ain't joking
I ain't friendly with these new niggas
I'm just tryna get it
& remember who I knew nigga

It's all good 100 degrees
My shit the bees knees too
My shit on point like harpoons
& needles

All my lyrics bleed through
In public I won't greet you
Try to take what's mine
I beseech you, you see through

Niggas ain't no competition
You forfeit
I'ma 1 of 1 real nigga
You 4/5ths

Meanwhile they falling off from the top
I'm climbing up
Tryna calculate the fucking cake
& add it up

I remember hanging posters
And putting goals all on post its
Appointments at Texas State
Seeing apartments off the road n shit

Cup caking
Picture taking, praying
Undressing her
Rolling up, & heavy drinking

I think about how it happened
& why it happened
Why it's good that we be separate
There's no distractions

Cuss now a nigga gotta get it
I gotta make it
If the universe ain't tryna give it
Then I'ma take it

If there's ever question bout the shot
And who would take it
Line me up against the odds nigga
I can't be shaken

Can't be broke
I can't be bought nigga
I stay the same in the city
Every part nigga

I'll be the same real nigga
From the start nigga
Till the day that God
Call me depart nigga, that's real shit

I know my name'll be in history
My shit is destined
I know I'm the one, they looking for
Sent from the Heavens

'Est 1996 RYLTY shit'