[Verse: Erick the Architect]
Nine months to carry me until the world is ours
Unapologetic, won't subscribe to protocol
I aspire to be right, so Heaven, tell me what it's like
But please don't rush my process ‘cause it's ready when it's right
Right? Black empress light the incense from the stovetop
What me and Jay’ll orchestrate create the roadblock
Foundation dreaming since I ain't know what Neiman is
This the new building block, disregard the previous
Rolling with my n***as though, they gon’ move mischievous
Red carpet medias, that's why I move the greediest
Here my architecture, my approach is where the needy is
They gon’ feed my soul like cholesterol ingredients
My discretion say we birth regime and life is hard
Deal with opposition, that shit feel like a massage
I get bars for my debts, I get credits when I charge
If my mans do a bid, then how relative is all?
Pray for us (“You’re flying with the angels”)
We need more champagne in these green rooms
And we should celebrate ‘cause we need to
Foundation groundbreaking, fast-forward, time-wasting
My addiction, stop dissing, plot thickens, black children
My feelings scratched, wisdom and my freedom snatched
While we eat the fruit, the growing limb done reattached, yeah
All these things in order, brick and mortars lit the match
You know I talk my shit ‘cause n***as hardly seeing that, there’s
Bumps in this road, some for the low or toe-to-toe
Ready to go, Murder, She Wrote, enter this grove
Walk in my shoes, you show and prove, you stub your toes
I feel revived, I can’t deny I’m zen at most
My ears are burning when I am atop it
And you too petty to be philanthropic
Oh, stop it. I prophet, seen it right before it works
When I’m really in my vibe, I’ma hit ‘em where it hurts