I done been so high, I been low But I ain't searching for no hero I done been so wrong, it felt right And I just want this feeling all my life, all my life
It's a bird, it's a plane, I'm plain indifferent Mr. Big Shot, call me out, I'm Derek Fisher Look at my common sense, turned it to confidence Put the city on my back, and turn it to metropolis My back to opposition, I'm claiming a pole position Skip laps around deez, couldn't run in my oldest tennis I'm illy, I'm sick I need a Pilly or a Penisilyn Cut down an ego, from the sky whenever my pen is wielding
I done been so high, I been low But I ain't searching for no hero I done been so wrong, it felt right And I just want this feeling all my life, all my life I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything
I'm a crack in the glass ceiling, I am everything i think I am I never really listened to my Uncle Sam And I don't think I'm superman, pretending not to give a damn is useless S'like having the ball and not shooting And I will never ever stall, too much counting on my movements My medula make medusa manage somehow nappy rootin' I'mma pro, I can't settle with the average type Gimme a leather black jacket, I'll be bad as Mike Niggas make excuses, and be mad at life I'm just Gary Coleman, only obstacle is height We just crabs in a bucket, let you tell it, right? I put the city on my shoulders and I hold it tight
I done been so high, I been low But I ain't searching for no hero I done been so wrong, it felt right And I just want this feeling all my life, all my life I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything
I walk scattered streets, scattered brains, roads with shattered lanes Get detained, you another name, just a shattered dream Patterned ways, from cycle mane, I go psycho mane Watch my brothers slain, just another life, I couldn't save shit! I hold myself to higher standings Small things to giant, where is Eli Manning These pussycats get high, am bout leave a feline fanning I'm just jamming, aimin' at whomever want the cannon I walk scattered streets, scattered brains, roads with shattered lanes Get detained, you another name, just a shattered dream Patterned ways, from cycle mane, I go psycho mane Watch my brothers slain, I don't wanna go thru this again
I done been so high, I been low But I ain't searching for no hero I done been so wrong, it felt right And I just want this feeling all my life, all my life I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything I want everything, everything, everything