Plan A

Maybe I was wrong, maybe I was right
 Maybe obey, maybe don't sprite
 Maybe don't hate on some shit you never knew about
 All these motherfuckers in the gutter took the sewer route
 I'm tryna speak truth, I'm tryna get through
 All the while I still find time to get loose
 All the while I still tryna make my way to Idlewild
 Green grass, thick milfs smoking call em pot-o-files
 I be fucking bars up, especially when I'm charged up
 Back seat blogging, big body on the charger
 Two-tone rebel, like some level-headed armor
 Fucking up some destiny, indebted to the karma
 I can peddle backwards, I don't rock a fixed gear
 I don't need to pump breaks, I just stay in sixth gear, yeah
 Cold chilling, winning, some losses
 If you never took an L, then you'll never be a boss
 Fuck plan B, we got plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 They concede, we conceive, let the band play
 Only give it up for a seed or my death day
 I'm tryna move dreams out, tryna see the dream house
 While they all gassed up, we be in the greenhouse (yeah)
 Cold chilling, winning, some losses
 If you never took an L, then you'll never be a boss
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Foolproof mirrors, lights so bright
 That money look good and that song sound nice
 And I don't see a reason over fiending for a fight
 So I'm playing these cards, hope I'm playing them right
 Right, yeah
 But no prob with it, I just bob with it
 Step out thankful, hell yeah, I got a job in it
 Like Black Rob, we oh'd just like whoa
 With a hand to the sky for shit we don't know
 'Cause we take our dreams, put them in 3D
 Take them out that box, put them in that street
 Let them do that work, let them all just breathe
 Hell yeah, I'll be on it, 'cause them two tones cheat
 It's gray scales 'til the flat line
 'Til I start to like golf and rock derby's while I'm chilling on the back nine
 Rocking a Jesus piece that's ironic
 Reading Richard Dawkins, sipping tangere and tonic
 Like a boss might, I set it off right
 That two-tone rebel never takes an off night
 Paying dues for a minute, get the cost right
 Keep my shit cold, I ain't in it for the frostbite
 I'm in it for the green grass, in it for the good times
 In it for the plot twists, in it for the story lines, yeah
 Cold chilling, winning some losses
 If you never took an L, then you'll never be a boss
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 No plan B, we got a plan A
 And hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day
 Hell yeah, I be going for it all day