Intentions

Early mornings
Lost in My Dreams
Alarm clock rings
Back to the green, gotta get the CREAM
Fingers sticky from all that weed
Thumbin' through the cheese
Geez
Just call me a cash counting machine
You know I got plenty of what you need
Just gimme a ring
Five minutes to discuss it with my team
This is the route to my dreams
Nowadays fakes be crowding up the scene, someone needs to intervine
Momma taught me that, that somebody doesn't always gotta be me
Thank the Lord I'm about my wits
I almost called it quits
But then I got all up in Life's lips
Fucked that Bitch with a nice grip
Fucked that Bitch with a nice grip
Yeah
Hear what I'm saying
Yeah

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Used to bending the rules
Fork in the path
Which way do I choose
Made a bet that I would never lose
Devil and I playing Duck, Duck, Goose
Stand my ground, I'm a mountain to move
You know I got, I got everything to lose
Nothing you can do when Life gives you the screws
Could you fill my shoes
Could you Fill my shoes
Fill my shoes
Have an O.B.E. with me
You ask me, what is that
Out of Body Experience
Are you apart of this
Tell are you with the sensations
In harmony with the paranoia of the happening
Something takes ahold of me
Starts directing me
You're just a product of who your teacher is
Thats as real as it gets
As it gets
As it gets
As it gets
Let it breathe
Oh
Oh
Oh