Sharks, Dolphins & Fish

I wonder what's next
I just set up the tour
What will I pour next
What's next to for me to pour?
I'm just balancing the score
With my self I'm at war
To do better than before
I promised and I swore
I'm too easy to ignore
And so hard to root for
So I rap to build rapport
Till you feel me in your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
There's one covering every door
Don't question me that for sure
This beat hit like a hammer
So I guess that makes me Thor
Ya you want some more

How you talk down on my name
When you asked for advise
Gotta stay ready for everything
Don't let them catch you by surprise
They ask me how to became wise
Study the truths avoid the lies
Know that any day you could die
Especially if you act like a spy
Didn't read the lord of the flies
Y'all are so ignorant
It brings a tear to my eye
The weak will fall
And the strong will rise
Rise up look

I could hit up my dude
And work with my old crew
At the factory too
That's not something I wanna do
No disrespect if you do
I just speak about what I do
And not about what I don't do

Y'all nutty like a cashew
I was preparing for my break through
When I zoomed right past you
You got dreams in you mind
I got dreams I pursue
Just let that soak in
And don't let it soak through
My bars are conditioner
Your bars are shampoo
These old heads are washed up
And still don't want you
We use to post up
With a whole different crew
I feel you times change
You did what you had to do
Making plans that fall through

My mentor told me
There's sharks dolphins and fish
The hardest part of it
Is when they go and try
To talk you out of it
But I never stopped
I just to re route the trip
If you wanna be artist
You'll have to starve
That's the way it is
You gotta do your part
That's just the way it is
Stop expecting hand outs
Because air is all you'll grip
If you don't take it serious
How serious can it get
If your moves are mysterious
Then a mystery it is
Why the game took your life
And made bastards out your kids
This is no place for you
Or other weak men to live
You won't last long
You got about a week to live
Ya boy so cold
About cold as it gets
I use to be so skinny
They'd laugh and count my ribs
Now I got a wife, 2 cars and a crib
I got 7 mics, 2 studios, no bid
If this ain't the life
Then I don't know how to live
Having said that
My future is so bright
I damn near see it from here
Dream about it day and night
Like the kid till I'm there
I'm still Scott Mescudi
Tryna become Kid Cudi
I'm a grown man
Still getting called buddy
I'm no longer a student
But I still do study
Booths cozy like a cubee
Might as well get comfy
2nd album 22
And you haven't heard the last from me