Martina Testo

I want you to look me in my eyes
Do you see something different?
Do you see something changing in me?
Can you tell something’s missing?
I lost my mind a long time ago, people hear my style ago
Crazy like I won a race, got a few miles to go.
Two goals in life
Stay humble, count my dough after two million albums sold
I’m still underrated
Got snuffed from the freshmans, it didn’t change my demeanor 'Cause I skipped a few grades, in this game I’m a senior.
Big man on campus, I just stay up and watch
These rappers make up stories, trying to change up the plots.
Puff they chests on records, just for me to deflate them
I’m bulldozing you niggas, no treaty, no ultimatum!
When I’m back in the Bay, they’re treating me like I made it
Can’t even walk in the AM PM, these folks going crazy.
Black Martin Scorsese used to ride on that AC Transit
And the way we run the game you would think that we planned it
Uh, I’m whiling about and they can’t understand it.
Trashing top floor suit to pay for the damage.
Still living at my momma house
Looking at real estate, finna' buy my momma house
Told Martina, “get what the fuck you want!”
I’m an example how you could do what a fuck you want
Just gotta believe that shit, nigga

How profound!
Now the hope is for you to see yourself in him
Him in you. In his kind
You feel gravity forcing your hand
Tonight only dream, but they’re executing
Sincerely yours