Not a Day Goes By

Alright 6 A.M., let's see what's up

[Verse 1]

Not a, not a, not a damn day goes by

Somebody's hands ain't waving high inside a grey sky

They chant my name, fly: A-L-I I'm they guy

They put me on their back and carry me when I can't fly

Then put me in this skin, tattooed it with a pen

Lifted me in the wind to where I never would've been

I held a window open to my soul and snuck 'em in

They loved me like a trusted friend 'til I come again

I'm in the city, puttin' fan before fame

With a cannonball and chain

Spitting aerosol flames - dope

Such a paradox, strange

I'm prepared to cause change

But can I say that I'm all sane - no

They told me that the top's kinda lonely

So I stopped climbing for, thought y'all might wanna hold me - hey

Turns out I already got a category, with a slot all to my lonely

God been guardin' this spot just for me, babe

[Verse 2]

When the motherf*ckin' beat comin' back again

I can breathe real deep, get a second wind

Don't hate what a veteran already did

But I'm just tryin' to peep what the lesson is

And the message is you will never get

More or less than the sweat and tears you invest in it

'Least you sit and rest a bit, them all best you give

And the best deception is that success is effortless

Trust me though it never is, let me give that more emphasis

Get up off your ass, go do some work

Ain't no reward without movement first

If you not really tryin' to prove your worth

Quit suckin' life out the universe

[Verse 3]

Motherf*ckers want something for free

Its never gonna be, not from me

This here lane is my property

And it's all Ali, monopoly

And obviously, I believe in charity and modesty

But, everything my half blind eyes can see

By decree belongs to me!

I don't even rap like that, I'm sorry y'all heard me snap like that

Let me just {*breathe*} take a deep breath and get myself right back on track

I love you guys, I just want y'all to see the truth about it

If you don't love yourself ain't nothing I can do about it!

This game polluted, crowded/ human garbage oozing out it

Bunch of dudes in a stupid outfit

Trying to call their group a movement - stop it

Old school dudes who ain't poppin'

Hate to see your venue get crowded

Ain't my fault that you ain't inspired

No, you wanna see who can boo the loudest

But then there's so much amazingness that I can't resist it

It's not that ain't nobody making it, but they ain't listening

At age 6 I grabbed a brush and started painting pictures

Grabbed the mic and looked at God and said "Okay, hit it!"