T. Mason - Sounds About Nothing Lyrics

Before I save the world, I know I gotta save myself
I still infatuated with the cars, clothes, and wealth
Forget the hoes, pussy never been a problem
I often dream about being better than Nas and Common
I got my weight up
Every night I stayed up
developed flows, told mom that I promise Ima blow
Man of my word, one day I'll be heard
Told God keep a real nigga spot reserved
Addicted to the fast life
Want cash like a bank or a Jewish Rabbi, Standby
A.B.C. don't need know allies
Im taking over Zone 6
Next Ima own the world like Monopoly shit
Who stopping me bitch?
I look around my city engulfed in poverty
Properties foreclose, so people rob more stores
Thought that shit was obvious?
Lobbyist think they can persuade the government, development of a hierarchy
I know I'm hardly the one to pick up a gun and bust
Even though it's apparent I haven't made enough
Still I spend most of what I have on nice hat, shoes, bags
Tags pop the same times gats pop
And when my time come I guarantee I'll die stuntin'
And If I die young I pray my kids see a hunnid
You rappers are redundant, sittin' in my stomach
I promise that my mixtape is something that you'll be discussing.
I put my heart in this caring bout what other people think is what ya problem is
Try to be ya own man nigga, deliver yo gift to the world
Pack it up, wrap it up
Now you see these haters tryna dap you up
Don't matter if your'e black or white so fuck what they say
We're all equal up in God's eyes regardless if Gay
Always be yaself, no one can stand in your way
And I'll be saying what I feel until I'm sprayed with a K
I'm not a master, Im just a student
You losing without me even trying
Real rap is coming back
That other shit is declining

Before I save the world, I know I gotta save myself
I still infatuated with the cars, clothes, and wealth
Forget the hoes, pussy never been a problem
I often dream about being better than Nas and Common
I got my weight up
Every night I stayed up
developed flows, told mom that I promise Ima blow
Man of my word, one day I'll be heard
Told God keep a real nigga spot reserved
Addicted to the fast life
Want cash like a bank or a Jewish Rabbi, Standby
A.B.C. don't need know allies
Im taking over Zone 6
Next Ima own the world like Monopoly shit
Who stopping me bitch?
I look around my city engulfed in poverty
Properties foreclose, so people rob more stores
Thought that shit was obvious?
Lobbyist think they can persuade the government, development of a hierarchy
I know I'm hardly the one to pick up a gun and bust
Even though it's apparent I haven't made enough
Still I spend most of what I have on nice hat, shoes, bags
Tags pop the same times gats pop
And when my time come I guarantee I'll die stuntin'
And If I die young I pray my kids see a hunnid
You rappers are redundant, sittin' in my stomach
I promise that my mixtape is something that you'll be discussing.
I put my heart in this caring bout what other people think is what ya problem is
Try to be ya own man nigga, deliver yo gift to the world
Pack it up, wrap it up
Now you see these haters tryna dap you up
Don't matter if your'e black or white so fuck what they say
We're all equal up in God's eyes regardless if Gay
Always be yaself, no one can stand in your way
And I'll be saying what I feel until I'm sprayed with a K
I'm not a master, Im just a student
You losing without me even trying
Real rap is coming back
That other shit is declining