Everything I’ve Seen

It means a whole lot
It means everything
Yeah
Everything I’ve seen, made me everything I am
And they hide our successes cause we doing what they can’t
Way I see it, envy’s a synonym for adoration
Sad when they quick to practice hatred ‘stead of application
I’m really living out the dreams that my mom saw for me
She had a deep belief in me before applause was coming
That meant the most to me when the world gave mе nothing
I just know she looking down and proud of who I’m becoming
Had a dream to see thе world before I saw a dollar
23, tryna see the globe through music with my partners
Was obsessed with music, sift the web for audio products
Making beats tryna find the bounce like an old Impala
2AM sets, East Atlanta village
Open mic slots, only ten in attendance
They ain’t pay attention but the passion stayed relentless
Five years later, now they stream me out in Wellington
Conquered self-doubt cause success was way too evident
Me and my fears no longer have resemblance
All my insecurities are losing all their impetus
Look up to the sky and I can’t find where the limit it is
Never stuck on love, women take me out my element
So they get like the boot like I’m buying them some Timbaland’s
Contracts offers, so I’m mastering my vigilance
If the terms not favorable, we laughing then we ripping it
You can feel the hunger growing more with every statement
I’m still the hardest out, and never had to grip the stainless
Never had to fake an image, y’all like the underaged bar hopping kids in Cambridge, selling lies for the entertainment
The briefcase full like I’m dodging heavy litigation
But the label heads only suits I come to face with
Niggas still sleep may this tape be they rude awakening
Played your shit, lost my hearing, like I went through arraignment
Ain’t no space left in my daily planner
Ain’t much difference between me and the hustlers whipping arm and hammer
I’m just cooking samples, and my product’s what they clearly after
All I see is W’s and blessings in my panorama
Yeah they love me in the south like I’m David Banner
But New York show me love like I’m Ol’ Dirty Bastard
Climbing social brackets fast, you can tell by how they taxing
If they frontin’ on the deal I’ll get it back on the back end
All my doubt is everything I’m letting loose of
Yeah they hate even more, cause it’s running right through us
Got ‘em rattled like the speakers playing beats from Lex Luger
Bald-headed mastermind, I’m the real Lex Luthor
Man this music is my high, no need for meth using
And my hands never shake, opposite of tech shooters
Cause I’m calm under pressure, the money stay fruitful
Eye always got that paper, you would think I test pupils
I saw this back when I made Mr. Intercontinental
And I got it all cause I ain’t wait for them to give credentials
Used to cry, cause we’d do shows, seats were empty
Now I write my life and sing it and they pay me
And I’m still the same me, my values never fold
The blessed one that reached the globe all through his phone
Connecting people from all corners to be one in soul
It’s the power that the music holds
K.O.L.O