Potential lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah!
Look, feel likentrying something new
Ay, check it, yo!

[Verse 1]
I wish you could've seen it my n*gga (Seen it!)
Before I hopped off the plane onto a stage a million times
'Cause they loving me, before I was out in Spain
At the currency exchange, another hotel
Another key to a room with some nice views
How can one who make the sacrifice lose?
I dodge the same rocks that left Christ bruised
It could've broke me twice paying overpriced dues
(Ay-ay, ay-ay)
In reality, noneya can't f*ck with me
Even back then, we'd not agree
That was for you loud mouth bast*rds
That tried to get me to pump my (screech) throwing my hazards
Yeah right, buddy
I really hope that you teaching your kids to see their worth when they don't have money
And you're raising them on blasé block off womp-womp street (What?)
Where dark clouds block the only star that pump heat (What?)
And Church is not just where they clap hands and stomp feet
I made it out, yeah
On top, breathing oxygen inside of a dream, I'm always prayed about
You know? And
I could've pulled up at the party, hopped out and skirted off with your chick
My glow sick, you would've seen it so quick
But that ain't the time I'm on, it's a slow tick
Let me rewind it back, when I was standing on my talents
Legs spread over a tight rope, focusing on balance
Blocking Yin-Yang, tryin' to win, hanging out with pharaohs with three eyes
One on sparrows, one for crabs in barrels and arrows
From Cupid, that can make you fall in love with some stupid
Broad, you couldn't tell was a fraud before you scooped it
Who got over or was tryna take you under
She wonder why you keep pursuing your music career
And then you stun her, when she hear you call her out on this song
This song, but it's not a diss song
My aura was always: 'The Stars Aligning', my aim is a sniper rifle when you add beams
Yeah, I caught some taking advantage, that's a bad dream
Was ready if my closest comrades scheme
Which probably got my haters so mad, I'm sure they had steam
Pouring out their ears for years
I stayed dedicated to my craft while they laughed at it
'Cause if it was waste of time slipping through a hourglass
Their two cents could've went towards the Water, Power, Gas
Or Phone Bill
Should've kept it on chill, I'm just keeping it a thousand, and that's more than real
Why they always thought that I'd walk inside the store and steal?
Why the grumpy old neighbors thought I'd wouldn't get over this humpy hole?
The right path is the bumpy road
I know I'm special, to a demon, I'm a god; to a god, I'm a vessel
Many chose the fast lane, but I took the scenic
Route, they doubt, I wish they could've seen it (Seen what?)
My Potential
[Chorus]
I'm just putting you up on game
You got some sh*t, but wait 'till mines drop
It's mind-blowing, my life is cinema
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And I don't care when they try and list
Who's the top 50 rappers out just because I'm a scientist
I'm surgical with this b*tch

[Verse 2]
I've drawn attention then drew a crowd with a pencil, inked the deal with a pen
Made my mark with a Sharpie, used a crayon to color outside the lines from within
Then I painted the sky blue, add some yellow in the middle
To fill the warmth on my skin
I am that nice (Nice!)
I know that some of y'all done went and sold their soul though I'm not sure of the exact price
Hot damn (Damn!) as you can see
I still aim for the clouds, but my “pew pew” did not jam
It got blammed, must be my DNA
So before you sleep on me you should bow your head, bend your knee and pray
And just be thankful you were in the presence of a giant
Whose Father blew his chance, he left before I learnt how to put on a shoe and tie it
Unlike the fools who come around to smoke up all your loud, you never see when n*ggas quiet
Mrs. Such-and-such, why you wasn't feeling me much?
Is it 'cause I smell like the dutch?
Naw, that's grade school, when I can still feel what got me hot
But I'd stay cool (What?) to lukewarm reception
Y'all were kept in mental prison, while y'all slept in, angels cried, Jesus wept
When you went free, you couldn't see 'em, the exception to the rule, in which you measure
From what somebody says or what you're told, what was gold, what was treasure
There's a difference, I'll explain it, be my pleasure
Simply 'cause, where we from, they go dumb
You get the drum, for a band, it's how it's played, overstand
To get some closure and, and
And if you don't, then show your hand like you're in class as you're told to do in past
Officer, why you assume that I'm out here pursuing cash?
They could probably put me behind the two inch glass
I'm just trying to make it to the studio, cut a little album, get a record deal
My budget is low, I hope you check it still
Dear all Majors, dear all Majors
Why you dissin', presenting me with small wages?
I know I'm the sh*t, I eat rap books and leave my teeth mark in pencils
I wish they would've seen... (Seen what?), my Potential