28 - Goodbye Tomorrow

When a beat get killed, why I'm always a suspect
My apologies I ain't know I be this late
But I ain't felt this f**kin' cold since The Sicktape
Wrap my issues up in swishers, take a drag of them
Me and Mr. Music in the stu, back at it again
Dust off all these mops and all they mint-conditioned packaging
And open up and go for it ni**a I been practicin'
Uh, this the cleanest my flow ever been
Bout to leave the Chi and bring it back a seventh ring
Verses on lock snappin' like an old key ;til the hoes blow me like Derrick Rose knee huh?
God willing I gotta feeling I'm getting close
*s who patient shootin' jumpers get em in the most
*s hatin' while I act so lenient
I don’t really even hear them, they just background singers
God save any ni**a go to war with us
That’s a sinking ship full of hoes like a tour bus
I can see why I got girls from out of state obsessin
Light skin and fly, clutch under pressure
I'm the type that break the rules and then ignore the lecture
My song belong on walls, in homes of art collectors
Yeah, I really hope you *s feel this
And feel me when I say the goal is fillin' up arena's
Take that how you will, you was better in the offseason
I been killing everything, all season
All-city, all-state, all-rhyming
Best of all
I forgot it like Alzeheimer's
Yeah, that’s just how I does it
Solo, imagine how it would be with a budget?
Wow, or how it could be if it wasn’t
Nothing but some wack rappers in this industry that’s buzzin
So f**k the world from the back, ya'll don’t see my on a track like I'm clear runnin' a lap ni**a
I'm at a place in which I think was really meant for me
And even though I don’t believe that anything is meant to be
Mentally, I'm on this grandiose platform
Seein visions, makin dreams, and closin' all the back doors
No more shortcuts to these back roads
Paved the path for a better life though
So really there ain't nothin else for me to ask for
Sh*t I'm here ni**a started at the asphalt, ugh!
Ridin' through my city could get shot
They might not let you see another day like Pac
I'm just dyin' to make it, cuz I believe in what I do
Starrin' in the mirror ain't nobody standin' front of you
You can feel it in your soul like preacher's in front of you
It’s a god speakin' down in front of you
Changin' lives is a job, I wake up and I go hard
Cliché sh*t but f**k a broad, tryna take the crew abroad
Man me and my *s we just waitin' on the call
But really I ain't waitin', I'm just workin'
Hoes twerkin'
And I'm certain these *s closin' they curtains when they see me, they don’t see me, but they really bout to feel me
B**ches out they bras
Ain't no fiction, ain't no crack whippin'
Ain't no pistol poppin, ain't no wood grain grippin'
Just a real ni**a listen
You into false hopes, you ain't even know it, but admit it
I'm into smokin w**d, rappin' off the top, and makin history
No ceilin unless the f**kin ceilin' is the Sistine
It's like god everytime I do a 16
I'm like god everytime I do 16 god, 28
Sorry if i'm late
28
Tell them *s that I'm sorry that I'm late