Transit.

Keep a pen mightier than the Sword ass nigga on your team By any means Just a thought Many times I missed the mark See the system falling short It get harder to believe Pardon my mood it's done Part of my feels is numb Some of my friends they know Most of my friends ain't close Enough, and it's tough And it's rough, hit me up We should talk 'Bout how we grown How we grew into ourselves 'Bout what's real and who isn't Get dismissive with no bell Many of 'em had to peace for the prize, Hope they well, Hope they hear this and get lit Drink or blunt up to they lips Hope it's something they could vibe too, they could ride Something they could reach up to new heights too, I put some money on that Old ways ain't coming back But don't change up too much Keep it greasy, fuck 'em up Keep shit gree-z, fuck 'em up Eat the beat, itadakimasu I been cheffing up Here's another bop Catch it dripping off You should grab a mop This is for the next I plan another drop Wait oops there go an app Know they hate me going up See this transit was ascension Elevation to the top And if a blocker try to stop it Get some hitters and we mob Fuck the average Joes and Bobs I'm clocked in like this a job They tuned in like 5 o'clock Make shit Matrix how I dodged All the obstacles and loss Then I made it to the god in myself I see god in myself Know the god in yourself I see moms in myself I know hard days don't last I know hard times then helped Turn this boy to a man Mold that man to myself Transit