Correa K.A.A.N.

[Verse 1]
I know they feel the reverence
The catalogue became my evidence
Fuck a stack, I keep it 3k, Andre, Benjamin
Fuck a plaque, I never wanted one, I wanted dividends
On the move, I gotta go, on a roll like a Michelin
The circle small, there's only a few of us inside the minivan
I'm fucking spitting, salivating, manifesting every plan, gahdamn
All the shit that I dreamed came to fruition
We're staying steadfast on the mission, why would you act like we supposed to fall?
It looked like they wrote us off
Oh what you thought I would quit, oh what niggas not convinced
Bitch I am the architect
Still one of the illest around, still got the signature style
Killing and murdering vowels, it's a pleasure, it's been an honor
Shawn Kemp, I just been tapped in with the Sonics
Clark Kent, I feel like superman off the ganja
Fly high till I die or I fly higher
Till I hear the beat click like a typewriter
Me and Blev like Michael and Phil
Mikey Quince off the wall with the thriller feel, it's getting real
We ain't concerned with a record deal
I need some peace of mind, acres and some land and a hundred mil'

[Chorus]
You know they tried to hold me down for life
I had to hop back on my feet, I had to get back right
I had to take a couple trips, I had to catch that flight
I manifested my reality, the feeling is right
We larger than life, the drinks cold, the lights is bright
I told 'em we gon' live forever, what does that feel like?
I said this shit feel real, and there ain't nothing like to compare
This shit real, there ain't nothing like to compare, god