Reach for It - GQ

Yeah

One time for the one time just to feel, right

Uh, Yeah

Weekend for the weekend, you feel me?

Big homie waddup?

Waddup ya dig?

, you know

Feel right

Keep an, eye on em just like a farmer with plants

Still praying for the Garners and the Grants

For the extra funds I was working camps

Instead of my break was catching cramps

I went from not hearing no one to hearing chants

Caught in the middle my destiny running slants

Got rid of my couldn’ts and my can’t’s

Had a heavy chip on my shoulder working like ants

My crystal ball see hella fans, I’m well advanced

Never find time for anybody that lost their chance

I think God’s speaking through me like Lecrae and Chance

Don’t question my teaching but still raising hands

Still dipping my waffle fries in ranch

Girl think she golden but really hoeing like Blanch

When it comes to my white walkers and stans

Know the haters looking I still don’t give em a glance

Folks said I wouldn’t, choking on words now

At first wasn’t eating, working on thirds now

My nigga just took his wife to Curacao

I’m so good if you round me you just be

They talk bad about a goose when they speak to a goblin

Folk always looked puzzled, a piece to the problem

If friends don’t tell you the truth is it really your potna?

Give me the real don’t give me no Oscar (Nah)

Give me the real don’t give me no Oscar

(Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah)

Give me the real don’t give me no Oscar

(Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah)

My city got Wolfpacks deeper than Raleigh bleachers

I ain’t gutter but still would body a Gotti feature

Hit the girl from Berkley she got Ashanti features

I Murder Inc. she start cheesing like Blondie pizza

This one for the scrapbook

My checkbook bout to look like a math book

Road free, I wonder what the Cav took

Whoever rapping from back home a bad look

A day in the life, Mekhi Phife

Snakes influencing all these blind mice

As a black man I live once and die twice

They never purge the neighborhoods that ride bikes

Heart broke with fake tears I seen the tissue

Real insecure you got an Issa issue

I got my shit together, damn, why you mad baby?

You should’ve listened to bag lady

If God didn’t do it I assume that Aladdin mad me

Niggas is bitch made more jealous than Jan Brady, what happened to you?

Get a co-sign from folk you want signatures from

Cards get pulled like niggas in pictures with guns

My angel booked for the week had to vent to a nun

I’m not the guy that sell weight but I’m living with tons

On my shoulder I’m losing pounds with good intentions

Now they thinking like, «Damn he told me.

I should’ve listened»

Buy my taco from the corner check the lingo

Now the world see it so they start to wink more

This for the players in Detroit still rocking their mink low

Hungover but with us she pro’lly still gon' drink though

Brushing dust off, still working I’m taking lunch off

Same bridge you 'bout to burn the one I had to jump off

Hanging with these millionaires hope it rub off

Owe it to myself, getting insufficient funds off

Mystery unsolved, artist spot me when I’m amongst y’all

Lotta folk I had to cut y’all, off from me

Hitchhiking, I know your trail

Everything I drop it be like show & tell

I heard you tried to shop music and get a sale

Yeah, that pro’lly ain’t gon' go to well

I stuck with it you give me grief for it

Ain’t nothing out your reach just gotta reach for it

Any dream you had don’t need sleep for it

For the ones can’t speak for us,

Hold meetings with execs who own homes abroad

Most folk don’t even own their car

Haters hit me tell millions to hold the call

I need my patty with cheddar but tell her hold the slaw

She want Gucci and Gold I’m not the old MCcaw

That’s probably over your head should take it slow for y’all

I’m for sure a star my got biscuit in churches

Money like candy from granny I’m slipping in purses

When you start to talk that’s when a cricket surfaces

I should diss you nigga but it’s worthless

Egg hunter I found dollars from penny searches

From a Henny purchase to Nipsey verses

I stuck with it you give me grief for it

Ain’t nothing out your reach just gotta reach for it

Any dream you had don’t need sleep for it

For the ones can’t speak for us,