Moving up like escalators Free bands, cash flow Bread so long, 'bouta buy the whole mall I can't see the floor, stacking money, fuck a hater Cash maniac You see my future, but you cannot have it I see my Future, but I'm not B-Rabbit Getting so throwed

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun

(Killers and kings) Inheritors of Earth From death there comes rebirth And as an army we will sing A diamond bears our ring Killers and kings Open your third eye and you'll see Dark lady read me the future The ancient verse hidden away

In my daddy's El Camino, In her driveway in the rain, Starrin' through that windshield I could see my future change, And my heart hit like a hammer, And my thoughts were runnin' wild, Any fool can make a baby, but it takes a man, to raise a child. She

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', no Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugazi I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah) I make more than Dwyane

My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

It means nothing to me Every moment is dead to me Play it back, play it back A living heart attack Take my eyes, I cannot see sense Past and future tense Safe and sound, anywhere but here I see it crystal clear, but it means nothing to me The empty

My future's so bright, that all I see is stars My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads I don't see you broads, I, I don't see you broads If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged I don't see you

And I ain't gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore Oh lord, when it rains it pours Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong I was

There goes my life There goes my future, my everything All he could think about was I'm to young for this Got my whole life ahead Hell I'm just a kid myself How'm I gonna raise one All he could see were his dreams going up in smoke So much for ditching