Picture That - Ab-Soul, JaVonté

Shoot for the moon

Even if you miss, you’ll be amongst the stars

Shoot for the moon

Even if you miss, you’ll be amongst the stars

Shoot for the moon

Even if you miss, you’ll be

If you ain’t got a dollar to your name, can you maintain?

Are you lost, are all your thoughts on the same train?

I been riding it out, despite the amount

I’ve yet to acquire in my checking account

They checking me out, they peeping my game

I paid my dues, I even kept my receipt and my change

My life is like a movie if Siskel hate it then sue me

Fuck a Maybach, I’m straight in the back of this hooptie

It started out a hobby, became my life

Left my emotions, lonesome, hence the pain I write

Some call it therapy, some call it rap music

I call it hip-hop, no, no, no trap music

You never seen me heat the pot to whip the rock

You never seen me creeping down your block with the Glock

You never seen no diamonds in my chain or in my watch

You never seen me in a G5 or on a yacht but picture that

Picture this, picture being poor, picture being rich

Picture having more, picture not having shit

Picture that, what a sight to see, picture you, picture me

Picture us, picture we, together at the top, where we should be

Speaking of being at the top, champagne, bottoms up

I take that back, cause matter of fact, this E and J, dollar shot

Is hitting the spot like a rave my real niggas give me props

Cause I ain’t afraid to say what I am and what I am not

You had her not, I had like seven dollars knowin I’mma drop

Five on that session as soon as A-chizzle hit the block

Chocolate Swisher burn slow though I hope it never stop

So I can get high forever and accomplish my endeavors

Niggas pulling up in Benzes, telling me that I’m the one

I’m guessing when my clock climaxes then my time’ll come

I never shot a gun but I be killing all y’all raps

Cause all y’all wack, I be jogging on all y’all tracks

I mean so many lines that, I could call you all back, yeah

I could send you all a fax, with all facts

Budget tighter than my bitch’s all black bra strap

Grab a digital camera and picture that

Picture that picture this, picture being poor, picture being rich

Picture having more, picture not having shit

Picture that, what a sight to see, picture you, picture me

Picture us, picture we, together at the top, where we should be

Shoot for the moon

Even if you miss, you’ll be amongst the stars

(Know I’m trying to make it to the top baby)

Shoot for the moon (Top Dawg Entertainment)

Even if you miss, (top notch) you’ll be amongst the stars

(Soul!)

Shoot for the moon

Even if you miss, you’ll be

In the presence of my gifted ass, incredible gift of gab

Don’t have a cent to spare but pull up a chair, I’ll take you back

To where my Christmases was full of gifts, I surely had

Left Santa milk and cookies, we miss you Bernie Mac

Left him a letter and what do you know, he even wrote my back

I don’t remember what it said but the point is that

Soon as I had to take the role for my own acts

It seemed as though, all my presents started gradually

Turning into coal, I graduated with a car

Four years later that mothafucka’s stuck in park

I missed the days we cut through the alley to the Del Amo park

Or further than that, Nick at Nite, are you Afraid of the Dark?

I keep these memories on my mind cause they define me

Like Dictionary.com, bliss kisses ignorance

Pay them unless your intelligent and her pussy be wet as shit

You would come in a flash, please hold the flash, but picture that

Picture that picture this, picture being poor, picture being rich

Picture having more, picture not having shit

Picture that, what a sight to see, picture you, picture me

Picture us, picture we, together at the top, where we should be

Photogenic I are, no need to be camera shy

Hand on the bible, I ain’t telling a lie

We only got one, so I’m living my life

Photogenic I are, no need to be camera shy

Remember where I been, where I’m going

And I only got one, so I’m living my life