Chorus:
Aspirations of higher living
Spending time wise…
Energy is what I’m giving,
Man cause time flies…
And =I= want to be
On top of the world
Diamond game, fuck the fame
My minds a Black Pearl.
Aspirations of higher living
Man I got to get paid
Spending my time and energy
For a spot in the shade
I’ll take it today
I desiderate to be on top
My Black Pearl is working on a plan and a plot.
My life full of struggle =man=,
was founded on broken dreams…
Aspiring to live higher,
Planned with money from plotted schemes…
To =elevate= and live higher and fired up…
This world is a land mine…
it’s set up to blow up.
It’s some fucked up shit,
we came equipped with a third strike…
And the crab mentalities hold me down, but I take flight…
Because the cleaver endeavor,
Whether it =be=… that I’m doomed to my death…
I’ll take steps in a direction that’s shaky.
It’ll either break me or make a man.
Get up to stand up, get your ass up and stand up.
Standing on my own two…
Entreprenuing, to doing what I want to do
Climbing these ladders of success on Saturdays
Doing it on my time,
night times or holidays…
Loving the money that don’t love me,
Man it’s the root of all-evil.
Pulling stunts just to keep it,
like I was Evil Kanival.
Black Bo’s trying to make a dollar out of =fifteen cents=
Spending my time wise and energy =when=
I figured out I couldn’t get those back…
So now I’m reaching to them stars for my Miller Stack…
I can‘t stop reaching for the top until my heart stops.
Man I got to get paid.
Laying down my destiny
In front of me…
The sign says, “Move this way”
I cannot play outside with the rest of the kids.
I got to handle my business
Keep it cracking
Put in my =bid=
=Shiiiiit= there might be pitfalls and the brick walls – all in my way,
But I’m bound to see a brighter day
And have it my way.
Like Burger King – I’m grilled fresh and ready to eat.
Hop out of the hot seat
I got =places= to go and people to =meet=
Feet be moving to the shit that I =SPIT= out.
Man how can I sit down?
If I don’t have what I need – I pought.
Fire comes out of my mouth
I’m ready to fly south
“It’s Cold Out Here!”
I sip a beer and get the fuck out!
Got to get ta getting’
Ain’t no bullshitting for me.
Like Muhammad Ali…
I float like a butter fly and =sting – like – a bee=
High like trees
In the shade working for cheese
No peanuts for me
I got to be free
And spend my time and energy =wisely=
Cautious and ready for a road block
On every way.
I turn around and touch the ground
Look up and take a leap of faith.
Up up and away…
I aspire to have it all -- And if I fall
Like Alyiah said, I get my ass up and dust my ass off.
It’s just a habit when grab it (he’s savage)
Steering wheels – I Zig and I Zag
Stepping on the gas – to get to where I need be real =fast=
Never last, but if last is first….
I’ll take the streets and drive real slow
Five miles an hour down the block
Waving at the 5-O.
I =go= à 51/50 for a chance to spit you a verse.
Helping you reach in your purse
Or wallet to give me a burst.
Into the stratosphere
On top of the globe.
It’s a set up, but I already know.
They try to stop me, pop me, and drop me]
Into my grave
I’m living life brave
I can’t be a slave
And live in a cave
I’m looking for shade
And lemonade to sip on now
I’m Rare and Rowdy
I got to see the world from a bird’s eye view.
Spitting the rain down
Dew sitting on the plants that grew
Faster than the ones on miracle grow
I’m Aspiring to live higher
From where I =Swing – Low=
And I know this land mind
Gon’ blow up soon
Like the Unabomber
I bring the drama
Express to you
I’m not looking for fame
But a name will help me get paid
It’s Black Bo yall
Got to get it all and make my time pay.
Say à anybody can make a plan
But can you stick to it
I got to be bout a bout and ready like Eddie to do it.
Easy like a Sunday
On the run way
About to take off
Like the ball I kicked off
A field goal with one point
That’s all…
I’m aspiring to live high.
In and out of it like everyday…
Trying to make my time make sense
=I= use my energy to do it again…
Time spent in a laboreth,
A maze of rules and do’s and don’ts.
Checkin’ my steps and can’t stop for rules that won’t…
Help me to next phase…
Paper is easy to burn,
But I had a lot of green lessons to learn..
Got to get to getting,
So I climbed out on a limb to see,
If I jump and started flappin would I fall or fly to be…
On top of the world.
A little sacrafice to live my dreams.
Not blowing steam.
So I set off to do my thing.
I must maintain
Keep my eyes peeled for traps.
I had to get up
Get out
Get something
or another Day would pass
I can’t just sit back, relax and watch my time fly by…
I’m done with questions and answers
For now it’s time to try.
I can rely on the next man
This is my path
My plan
On my two feet I stand.
I can put out my hand
Or I get it myself.
I’m through with waiting on it
Debating on it
I got to get it done
Here it is…
Tell me do you like that?
Huh?
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