FYI by Tafari_bw Lyrics
[Intro]
Are you wasting money on these recording sessions
On a talent, you think you're possessing
You're getting carried away and now you're letting
This dream you're having, take over you're world
I'm betting, you finna crash and burn
And finally learn a lesson
On thin ice you're treading
Russel Westbrook in a city setting
[Verse 1]
Ruri, Do you really want this?
Look at where you live
How many artists
Make it that big?
Nada, zero, dis-pan your trio
You can't rap like Cole, you can't sing like Neo
And to blow, you know you need to
Be all in
Are you all in?
You answer in a rush when admissions calling
I can do 'em both, but
You're gonna have to choose someday
Two paths, you can only take one way
Sunday and Sunday, I pray to the lord
To make the choice for me, but I can't say
I've been answered
{Interlude}
"Lord, is this a real dream. Or have I been fooled by the antics I see on the TV screens?"
[Verse 2]
The jewls they flashing
Money they cashing
Fueling my passion
I am acting, irrational
Pictures of the type of hoes they smashing
Are, distracting bruh
But nah
That ain't why i do it
I'm just really in love with music
That's what I tell myself
Deep down I don't know what fuels it
It's confusing to be me
Good at rap, good at math
Don't, tell anyone
I'm afraid they'd laugh
Not even my blood, I'm afraid they'll judge
And that's how dreams get crushed
I can here them now
"Do you know how many boys you're age
Day by day, fill up pages of they notebook
Thinking, 'My flow hot' but they not good
How could you even say that? Make that clear
You said you wanted to be an engineer"
I lied, just out of fear
I dot really have ambition for that sort of career
[Interlude]
Image rules everything around me. What are they gonna think
Wha-wha-what are they gonna think
[Verse 3]
Blessed but stressing, second guessing, pressure pressing
Still I'm planning, on besting
Every foe before me
Even if you score me
Imma keep on balling
Keep recording, music coursing
Through my vessels, I guess that settles it
As long as I got a brain to think
A pen with ink a soul in sync
A mind with a comic link
I don't give a fuck what you think
Imma be relentless
Bust in and break down the entrance
Make bitches envy my empress
King shit when I spit this my rein finna be endless
Getting there is half the fight the rest is to stay there
All is fair in love and war so I ain't finna play fair
Imma take chessp shots like im Edge yeah
Or the cops, that disregad the pledge they
Took to get that badge yeah
Slip them muddy Khama's, they embezzle money harder
It was gonna boost the economy by helping farmers
Now somebody in the country crying with they mama
'Cause you used the grant money to buy a big body hummer
The more i get smarter and smarter, the more yall seem dumber and dumber
Turning a blind eye to a young girls trauma
...Damn
Are you wasting money on these recording sessions
On a talent, you think you're possessing
You're getting carried away and now you're letting
This dream you're having, take over you're world
I'm betting, you finna crash and burn
And finally learn a lesson
On thin ice you're treading
Russel Westbrook in a city setting
[Verse 1]
Ruri, Do you really want this?
Look at where you live
How many artists
Make it that big?
Nada, zero, dis-pan your trio
You can't rap like Cole, you can't sing like Neo
And to blow, you know you need to
Be all in
Are you all in?
You answer in a rush when admissions calling
I can do 'em both, but
You're gonna have to choose someday
Two paths, you can only take one way
Sunday and Sunday, I pray to the lord
To make the choice for me, but I can't say
I've been answered
{Interlude}
"Lord, is this a real dream. Or have I been fooled by the antics I see on the TV screens?"
[Verse 2]
The jewls they flashing
Money they cashing
Fueling my passion
I am acting, irrational
Pictures of the type of hoes they smashing
Are, distracting bruh
But nah
That ain't why i do it
I'm just really in love with music
That's what I tell myself
Deep down I don't know what fuels it
It's confusing to be me
Good at rap, good at math
Don't, tell anyone
I'm afraid they'd laugh
Not even my blood, I'm afraid they'll judge
And that's how dreams get crushed
I can here them now
"Do you know how many boys you're age
Day by day, fill up pages of they notebook
Thinking, 'My flow hot' but they not good
How could you even say that? Make that clear
You said you wanted to be an engineer"
I lied, just out of fear
I dot really have ambition for that sort of career
[Interlude]
Image rules everything around me. What are they gonna think
Wha-wha-what are they gonna think
[Verse 3]
Blessed but stressing, second guessing, pressure pressing
Still I'm planning, on besting
Every foe before me
Even if you score me
Imma keep on balling
Keep recording, music coursing
Through my vessels, I guess that settles it
As long as I got a brain to think
A pen with ink a soul in sync
A mind with a comic link
I don't give a fuck what you think
Imma be relentless
Bust in and break down the entrance
Make bitches envy my empress
King shit when I spit this my rein finna be endless
Getting there is half the fight the rest is to stay there
All is fair in love and war so I ain't finna play fair
Imma take chessp shots like im Edge yeah
Or the cops, that disregad the pledge they
Took to get that badge yeah
Slip them muddy Khama's, they embezzle money harder
It was gonna boost the economy by helping farmers
Now somebody in the country crying with they mama
'Cause you used the grant money to buy a big body hummer
The more i get smarter and smarter, the more yall seem dumber and dumber
Turning a blind eye to a young girls trauma
...Damn