Skegee JID

[Intro]
(See the storm)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, uh
(Over there)
Yeah-yeah, uh
(Here it comes)
Fuck, check, dawg

[Verse 1]
Take a chance, have faith, my lad
You got all of the same tools all the greats have had
Two eyes, two ears, one mouth, two hands
You can watch, listen more than you speak, take advantage
You peep all the karma that come with makin' the cream
The crop, full of demons providin' you what you need
They got, what's your thing? Alcohol or the lean?
Put the coke inside the weed, them niggas seasonin' the greens
Rap game turned from the slingers to the fiends
But I'm in-between, I mean
I ain't pickin' teams, but I had a dream like King
Fuckin' on this pretty little bit-, queen, I mean
Point me to the cheese, niggas talkin' cream
Park the car, I'm 'bout to part the seas
And move a mountain for money, nothing keepin' me
From gettin' to you, gettin' to me, Marvin G, Tammi T
But get your eyes cleaned for something you have never not, not seen