Don't ever let no pussy
Come before your ambitions
Cuz if you do you
Your whole life You gon regret your decisions
Stagnant
Don't let no nigga
Talk you out your position
Or your dreams'll die in your sleep
Before you realize the vision
You might have to hit the floor
Before you break through the ceiling
But you'll never accomplish nothing
If you get comfortable chilling
Stagnant
What people say
Don't let it weigh on your feelings
Put some effort behind your method
And don't ever stop building
Or be stagnant
Watch the people you hang around
Instead of talking, just listen
If they ain't movin
You ain't movin
Standing right there with em
Just Dragging Yo f*ckin feet
In the presence of friends
Who scared to tell yo ass the truth
Cuz they don't want you to win
Speak yo life into your future
While they're still at where they've been
Or remain the character in their memory
Thinking they know who you is
Always Ready to burn a blunt
Until they burn down a bridge
While they Clocking your every move
Like you're competing with them
And as soon as you reach the rim
At the top Of the Cracker Barrel
Just Remember the little people
Be the ones dragging you backwards
Until you're stagnant
And broken into millions of fragments
Destined to be forgotten
Just Like the rest of the has beens
Who always had the potential
But didn't follow their passion
If you don't use it, then you lose it
Left to wonder what happened
Now you Steady marching in place
Cuz you're easily distracted
Lots of effort with no direction
Might just progress you to the madness
Or being Stagnant
You ain't no mutha f*ckin rapper
Man lyrics them ain't shit
Hit this mutha f*cking blunt
And let's go f*ck wit a bitch
You already know the club lit
So We can parking lot Pimp
I be out there every weekend
So nigga don't even trip
If it ain't poppin, We can dip
And head back to the crib
My baby mama got the kids
So we can post up and chill
And do what the f*ck we wanna
Twist open some Coronas
Pull up some instrumentals
And freestyle til the morning
Man that shit never gets boring
Cuz I know you got talent
And when you drop your first album
I'm a be the first one to have it
On my mama
I was there when you had first started rapping
I had been to the pen twice
And you still ain't made nothing happen
You ought to be talking bout trapping
Just like everybody else
That's what the hood wanna hear
Nigga f*ck being yourself
You ain't no Drake or Mos Def
I would just spit em some nonsense
Plus u got some dope ass beats
Bro, All u need is that one hit
But you be on that dumb shit
Trying to get your point across
That's why you still in the same place
Writing raps at yo Patnas house
Stagnant