Sammy K - Power of the Mind, Pt. 1 (feat. Dre Haas) [Prod. Fishman!] Lyrics

Ay you know, Fish
Yo they really-they really thought I couldn't do this anymore like
They thought I was going soft with the style and everything, but
I guess I gotta prove myself again, you know?
One more time
Maybe they need that one more time, you know?

Yeah

Yo
I remember thinking that the only way to make it was to flex up on the gram tho
I remember all my teachers callin up my parents I was way too much to handle
Now I'm ok my Hanukkah 8 nights getting lit like a candle
I gathered you're attention now it's time to bring the big guns out like Rambo

Gettin to the money that's the motto
Sammy k the rapper for the follow
Ain't it shady that them lady's actin hollow
Cuz I'm gettin green like an avocado

Talkin bout they knew me from the old stuff
Askin me like homie can I post up
Last time let her have the whole cut
Hit me wit a fruit emoji said she tryna roll up

I am so hungry to make it I'm not even watching my calories
Is there a reason your eyes are so red are you high? It's just allergies
All of these artists are sounding the same like they made in a factory
They say the never seen nobody like how I Rap like Phylacteries

I'm feelin like I been up a minute
The critics figure that I'm gonna be like Eminem wit it
I venomous spit it
And build it till I'm in a position
To finish the vision
And put it together with religion
I cinema did it
I'm counting up the internet digits
I'm in it committed
Forgetting the limits
To get it the biggest
Talkin bout they gonna', I did it
And I been gunnin' gunnin' gunnin' ever since the beginning
I'm gone

I believe in the power of the mind
Imma show you what happens when you grind
Cuz I been waiting for this day this moment feelin like I'm Jordan in his prime
Turn my hobby to my passion
Time to put these dreams to action
We just do it for the culture
No need for further satisfaction
Tunnel vision till they peep the vision man I'm cutting all of my distractions
Seems like every time we step up in the booth, we just make another classic
Jiggy Nigga from the east side
Friday night like its Latisha
Swear my baby girl a work of art, call her Mona Lisa

Young Steve Spielberg
I been chillin in the grass. Outfielder
Fishman! with the splash
Gold Timbs on the dash
Big Ben with the pass no steeler

Came back like I toured the map
Ignored the fact that see I was born with class
Was bored in class I wrote on the board in rap
I rep the whole damn state like a Georgia cap

I pass the change like a quarter back
Harass the name say it's sorta whack
Heavy diesel I score with Shaq
What you got in a day I get more than that

Why you talkin when you got nothing to be about
I be on he free way-y'all take the scenic route
Hit me up these days- cuz they seen the clout
Switch up on me quickly- like a three and out

Effortlessly clever
Any and every endeavor
They betting all of their cheddar
That I will never get better
But still I keep it together
Every word every letter
With every function I enter
I'm automatically center
Of everbodys attention
The question is never wether
I crumble under the pressure
Or (w)rap it just like a tether
Whoever I just impress em
I'm ballin like the professor
With deer park or zephyr
My Water keepin it fresher

Yeah
Ball

Someone pass me the M&M's
I need some M&M's after this one