Song for the Ville lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye baby tell me have you ever seen a n*gga chasin' dreams
Leavin' everything he love behind to make this cream
Kisses his momma on the cheek, say, don't worry I'll be back
I gotta get you out this sh*t, I'm a hurry, I'll speed back
You see, that's the type of sh*t the boy be thinkin' when he dreamin'
And he don't pay no mind to them n*ggas that's disagreein'
Sayin', n*gga, is you crazy
Them same ones that's talkin' be the same ones not doin' sh*t
Aye, n*gga is you lazy
Or is you scared to follow dreams
I know you gotta have one
The opportunities be in yo' face
You gotta grab one n*gga
But while you're bullsh*ttin'
I'll be woodgrippin' gettin' wealthy
On the road to riches, God help me
I'll holla at ya'll n*ggas when I see you, wouldn't wanna be you
Cause you fear what I don't, see this here is what I want
So I'm a get it poppin', I'm rockin' despite the obstacles
Look, my n*gga what you call impossible is possible

[Refrain]
Aye, tell my n*ggas to keep they heads up
We made it too damn far just to give it up
And we way too strong
This is a song for the Ville
Yeah, yeah
And baby don't cry, you know I'm comin' back
I did it for the city, gotta get up on the map
And I know we gon' shine
This is a song for the Ville, yeah
[Verse 2]
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin', I know it's temporary
Starin' at my granny obituary
She almost made it to eighty before they buried
Damn, can't even tell you I'm sure I'll to make it to 30
Cause you never know, sometimes life takes a turn for the worst
Is you holdin' on to will, or did you let it go
Heaven knows I'm tryna hold on
So every night I pray and hope my life is prolonged
The journey seemed so long but hold up
Don't take me up
I got big dreams n*gga, ya'll can't wake me up
Life's a b*tch but death don't break me up, I got too much to live for
It seems too many n*ggas die with way too much potential
Gotta get up out this trap even if I got to scrap
I'll lay a n*gga down flat before I'll let him hold me back
Ya see I ain't afraid of obstacles
But what you n*ggas call impossible is possible
Yeah, so aye

[Refrain]

Aye, some n*ggas take they life for granted, wastin' time
Time is money my n*gga, I cannot waste a dime
Or a minute, too much business to handle to be sleepin'
Too much spinach to eat for n*ggas beefin'
So I'm out here trick or treatin', can my n*ggas comprehend
Bill Gates, Donald Trump, motherf*cker let me in
Stop hatin' that's a sin, why these n*ggas so sinful
I guess they hate to love a n*gga, yes it's that simple
As I ride through the city, feelin' lucky to be breathin'
I know a couple peers that didn't make it to the season, pour it out
See I believe that things happen for a reason, no doubt
Strange times, as I watch these n*ggas throw they gang signs, and they strapped
Crips or Blood, n*gga we all black
From the same city, the same schools we was taught at
Aye f*ck the drawbacks and obstacles
Man what them teachers call impossible is possible n*gga, yeah
[Refrain]