This one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We're alright where we should be
Lift my arms out wide
I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
sky full of lighters
I used to greed feel free,
but from now on I'm refusing
I ever give up,
only thing I ever gave up's using
No more excuses, excuse me if my head is too big
For this building, and pardon me if I'm a cocky *
But you cocks are slick,
poppin' * on how you flipped your life around
Rock a *, who you dicks tryna kid?
Flick dick, you did opposite, you stayed the same
Let's cock back, we'll just tiltock you pricks
I love it when I tell him,
shove it, cause it wasn't that
Long ago when Marshall said,
flustered like Flustered cause he couldn't cut,
mustard, mustard up Nothing brain fuzzy cause he's buzzing
Woke up from that buzzer,
now you wonder why does it how he does it
Wasn't cause he had a buzzer circled around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead,
was it?
Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off,
little hussy ass cuz
Let's *, I guess it doesn't matter now,
does it?
What difference it make,
what's it take?
To get it through your dick skulls if this ain't
Some bullshit people don't usually come back this way
From a place it was dark as I was in just to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switchblade to a haters rib cage
And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just say thanks
Cause your haters what gave me the strength to let them bitches raise
Cause I came with 5'9 but I feel like I'm 6'8
This one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We're alright where we should be
With my arms out wide
I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
sky full of light
By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outie
I advance like going from totin' iron to going and buying four or five of the homies to Ironman
Audi My daddy told me slow down,
boy you're going to blow it And I ain't gotta stop to beat a minute to
tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr.
Dre on the chronic,
tell him how real
he is Or how high I am or how I would kill for him
for him to know it I cried plenty tears
My daddy got a bad back so it's only right that I write
Till he can march right into that post office and tell him to hang it up
Now his career's LeBron's jersey in 20 years I stopped when I'm at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up It's bout to be a scary drop
Cause what goes up must come down You goin' down on something you don't wanna
see Like a hairy box
Every hour a happy hour now Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just a cat's meow
Ow, I'm a classic cow,
always down for the catch weight
Like, pack it out, y'all are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself,
parks itself in autotunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I'm fantastic compared to a weedhive
And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches on the radio and TV
See me, we fly, y'all bugging out like Wendy Williams staring at a beehive
And how real is that?
I remember signing my first deal now I'm the second best I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass without the MTV Awards gag
You and I know what it's like
to be kicked down,
forced to fight
But tonight,
we're alright
So hold up your lights,
let it shine
This one's for you and me,
living out our dreams
My arms are wide,
I open my eyes,
and now all I wanna see
is a sky full of lighters.