This Far - Jpaulished

Never thought that I would

Make it this far

Got a long way to go

But i’m this far

Who’d a thought that I could hit

Rock bottom

Come back maybe blow up

Like this fall

Moving like a Rocket

No Chris Paul

Money in the pocket

Like this ours

Ain’t no point in stopping

Till your bitch call

Matter fact I got like

15 missed calls

As a kid I wanted to be like 50

Bullet proof vest

Jeans that did’t fit me

Funny cause now them shits

Skinny

Middle finger

Way high

Rolling through the city

I don’t wanna

Save ya

I just want the kitty

No I’m kidding

I don’t want a hoe

I just want a milli

Wife like Chrissy

Bitch I’m a legend

Like Will

House in Calabasas

Party in the hills

If that’s life goals

Bitch imma get it

Imma fucking do it

Cause I said it

Hanging out the window of the Lexus

Fuck that

Rolling in a ghini

Flexing

Top back

Haters can you see me

I should

Stop that

Heir to the thrown

Bitch I want my

Spot back

Million dollar home

Where I want my mom at

Left a message on your phone god

I’m just waiting for my call back

A loser in the eyes of society

Doing my best not to have my job fire me

As I write inside my diary

Talking about the future that I wanna

Live entirely

Based around money

And a following

All my friends hollowing out

They are giving up

Calling them out

I don’t know what the fuck

You are doing in school

Unless that’s actually what you wanna do

In that case

More power to ya

You just power through the

Bullshit and cow manure

They gone try to fool ya

But never lose sighta

Your dreams

Despite the light at the end of the tunnel

Being farther then it seems

But you gone make it

C’mon you a beast

You like LeBron

When he played for the Heat

We all gods

One day you gone see

(yea)

Never thought that I would

Make it this far

Got a long way to go

But i’m this far

Who’d a thought that I could hit

Rock bottom

Come back maybe blow up

Like this fall

Moving like a Rocket

No Chris Paul

Money in the pocket

Like this ours

Ain’t no point in stopping

Till your bitch call

Matter fact I got like

15 missed calls

Ain’t no point in slowing down soon

Houston we got a problem

Paulished on the moon

I don’t think he ever coming back to earth

He said life’s a bitch

And he snatched her purse

Seemed kinda pissed

Like he high off perks

But ya’ll know that mu fucka

Don’t even smoke

Head spinning

Like a fucking rotary phone

Kick the door

Just to let these fuckas know that he home

Matter fact man

I don’t even know what he on

I think think we should call help man

Something is wrong

Na

Nothing is wrong

This just me

And fucking pissed off

I can not eat

Cause these mu fucking blogs

Try to stop me

But i don’t give a fuck

Cause I’m rocky

There is nothing on earth

I can not beat

Put a beat in a hearse

Kamikaze

I would die for this shit

It ain’t a hobby

Beat your ass

With my squad

In the lobby

Like Pac right before he died

Suge knight said

«yo dog hope inside»

Of the drop top

Cops not gunna find

Us pac

Let’s just take a ride

Got to the red light

Ops lets em fly

No bulletproof on

Shots hit his side

Flew him to the hospital

Where he lost his life

Living through his words

Man pac was right

They don’t give a fuck about us

They are not polite

You ain’t got money in your wallet

They gone treat you like

Nothing

Fuck that boy

Its time to fight

You ain’t got money in your wallet

They gone treat you like

Nothing

Fuck that boy

Its time to fight