[ Featuring Torino P ]
Look, beware of how it looks or where it looks
This vision deceiving, you can read the holy book
A war with my wants and needs
And just to feed a sudden hunger of the things I want more
What I mean with the problem today
The way I see it is the greed that we hold within
And I want things that are rare to men
But yet expensive
I want wealth and a house that I see on the television
Truth be told, you can build something
That will last generations
And curse many others for centuries and centuries to come
They don't see that correlation
It's just people playing God till we meet the maker
I got a homie that's in real estate
I try to tell him that the system is twisted
Unequivocally built for the people that rip billions from the working class
Don't say I'm wrong, please just give it thought
I look around, yeah, I see a gap
I see the trap, I see the lies
Nothing wrong with a little hunger
I feel the youngin' when he tell me that he want a Millie
That he want a Billy
Have the things that he never seen
All he watch is the guru telling him how to do it
But he never did it
Sold him dreams for them double digits
I'm on the fence wanting wealth, however it comes
But I sit here with conviction, uh
