Put Some On It

[Intro]

If I had the magical powers to redo all the things, the most [?]

And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again

[Verse 1: Domani]

I'm runnin' in circles, lookin' and searchin'

Look high and low for the purpose

Convincin' myself this earth is just full curses and cursive

I pull the curtains, interpretin' how I exposed the surface of n****s that no one's ever seen

They hide behind these magazines

Let's see, I seen it all, way back

If I was you, I wouldn't say that, no

Anything they ever did to make sure I wouldn't ever win

It just made me a better man, I put that on my soul

If it's platinum in my watch, should I still care 'bout goin' gold?

If I gave that shit away, you think I'm ever goin' broke?

I'm not chasin' money, money chasin' me

You found what you lookin' for when you stop lookin' for it

End of story

[Verse 2: T.I.]

See, more n**** want the glory and think success is euphoric

Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man

I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'

Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns, pourin'

Plenty game in Domani cup

All our moves are calculatin', you could wish the dummy's luck

Yeah I guess everyone exaggerates when they comin' up

But that just their imagination, really, these n****s ain't got no money, bruh

They wanna know who you are, not who you wanna be

Want smoke online and ain't handle the around-the-corner beef

Coward, good luck avoidin' gettin' extorted with absentee morals and horrible priorities

Catch you somewhere in your mid-forties

Down in Florida, by the water, scrapin' up enough to buy a forty

Type of billboard ain't shit when you did poorly

Buy your kids so they can't remember what you did for 'em

[Verse 3: Domani]

Ayy, you remember when you showed me that half a mill' in that shoe box?

Then I said, "I want to rap," so you put me on Big and 2Pac

'Fore we came a long way, L.A. with B and Jay

Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's

Gimme three days, my gallery finna triple my salary

Doubled up on my K Dot, the sad shit, watch my calories

Crazy, I couldn't fathom the thought of me goin' platinum

I shattered my ceiling and captured my feelings in this verse

I'll gradually kill 'em, I'll turn down a million, it's not worth my integrity

I'm most definitely my daddy's son, it's not denyin'

I used to run from my last name

I was mortified of being that n**** that live off a n**** at twenty-five

So I moved out at eighteen and now I'm on my own

Pops, I know you got it, but I'd just rather get it on my own

Tell 'em stop askin' all them questions, the answers in my song

Place the pen in my left hand and watch me write my wrongs

[Verse 4: T.I.]

Ha, it funny ain't it, how I could be entertainin'?

Millions stashed in the bank and more millions on real estate

Ridin' round in a Vanquish, tryna stop for complainants

'Cause my kids won't let me help 'em and I just can't ascertain it

Then again, kinda remind me of me 'fore I met Jason

Sellin' crack daily but knew I was goin' places, listen

Sometimes you confident, can over-wear your continence

To the point, seem like it make the smartest one do the dumbest shit

Learn to be the thermostat, not the thermometer

Never put your trust in n****s, even when they promise something

Okay, pride keep you hungry when you on the come up

Don't matter who you son of, n****, you a one-of-one

Sometimes the weight feel like a hundred tons

I know, but learned to carry load

'Cause that the Harris way

Go win a hundred or nothin', don't never half-way

**** with anything and keep navigating your pathway

I already know it's greatness in you 'cause I put it there

They say that pressure make diamonds, find it

Be you at all times and see who not to align with

N****, shinin' was the point of the assignment

Duh