Vision

[Verse 1: Noetic J]
Thinking about how I was raised
Thinking about bullets that grazed
So I look to God and pray
To look over my squad every day
Shine on us bright, ultraviolet rays
Do not let the devil Sting, like Tampa Bay
I'm on the move like Discovery, no house in one place
Packing this heat I wanna leap like Dwayne Wade
Lord protect me like shoes that are suede
I wanna be the best at the plate
In order to be one of the greats
So from all of these rappers I take
A little piece cut like it’s steak
I share with my Niggas like its bread that we break
My drive so high that I never break
I'm here to stay I'll never leave
I cannot be raked
I’m up so high like food, I am baked
Low eyes but very wide awake
As the sun rises in the studio I partake
Cutting samples of all sizes like its cake
My potential has no limiter like a Clipper, I'm L.A. Blake

[Chorus: Treva Holmes]
Grew up in one room with my cousins, my grandmama crib
Niggas shooting out at the park, I ain't talking rims
I'm talking killers and dealers, some of my mommas friend
Seen my first dead body at 6, RIP to him
Niggas stop throwing them hands and now they popping em
Shout to my Niggas in Memphis, they my partner them
Lord protect my squad and my fam, cause all I got is them
Friends getting robbed by they friends, don't keep a lot of them
Seen a lot of Niggas get buried in Roxbury
Seen a couple Niggas get blamed in Mattapan
My Nigga got four in the chest in Dorchester
Momma even cried at the funeral, lord bless her

[Verse 2: Noetic J]
All I got are some friends and my fam
Haters keep popping up like Internet scams
I erase thoughts rollin smoking grams
It gives me that power like a Hemi to a Ram
Going through the struggle tryna make room where it's crammed
Know your self-worth, be the leader of the band
Put yourself first in order to give helping hands
Haters full of thirst ready to sink you where you stand
Man, the worlds full of negativity
I'm tryna clear enemies like I'm clearing time for flexibility
Dodging all this hate like the pro shuttle for agility, NFL Combine, testing ones mobility
This life is always testing ones dignity
Snagging souls looking for those, will-power very rickety
Cold-hearted with no sympathy they come and go like entities
Know your own identity
Become your own celebrity

[Chorus: Treva Holmes]
Grew up in one room with my cousins, my grandmama crib
Niggas shooting out at the park, I ain’t talking rims
I’m talking killers and dealers, some of my mommas friend
Seen my first dead body at 6, RIP to him
Niggas stop throwing them hands and now they popping em
Shout to my Niggas in Memphis, they my partner them
Lord protect my squad and my fam, cause all I got is them
Friends getting robbed by they friends, don't keep a lot of them
Seen a lot of Niggas get buried in Roxbury
Seen a couple Niggas get blamed in Mattapan
My Nigga got four in the chest in Dorchester
Momma even cried at the funeral, lord bless her