V.1:
Chronic smoke in my lungs, sippin liquor gettin drunk/
Kickin it, spittin game so bitches is down to fuck/
Plus the grind for mo money, is a never ending rush/
Despite the root of all evil, I can never have enough/
Especially as a Latino, with dreams of livin plush/
So fuck being a wage slave, fuck being in cuffs/
I ain't felt this under pressure, since I was sellin drugs/
Knowin' the good die young, and the devil is out for blood/
Yup, every morning my mind stormin on ways to succeed/
But shit the way the world revolves, is just so krazy to me/
And to b honest, I been goin thru the most/
Almost drowning from depression, still i b stayin afloat/
Never lettin go of hope, as I continue my journey on/
Puttin my pain in what I write, my struggle heard in every song/
Caught up in the fast life, tryna get my act right/
And Not to be dramatic, But 2nite could b my last night/
Uh
HOOK:
Livin at high speeds, hopin I don't crash/
Smokin on bomb weed, hustlin for mo cash/
See life's a journey, and u never know where it take you/
All about decisions, for real, so what say you?/
V.2:
(Ya) See the hustle don't stop, just like the struggle don't stop/
That's why I'm out here tryna score, before the buzzer go off/
Learning from my lessons, tryna find the right direction/
And tho life ain't fair, I know my life is a blessing/
All about progression, steady one day at a time/
See me comin up from under, always stayin on the grind/
Im, too determined to ever lay down and quit/
I see the game done changed, but trust I ain't about to switch/
Unlike (most) these other rappers who clearly ain't about shit/
I spit that realness so peep what the sound is/
Underground shit, hip hop that's boundless/
Movin mountains, writing songs in the thousands/
Reppin Town shit, Crowds loving the loudness/
Breaking barriers, territory unfounded/
Got dreams to ahieve, And best believe I'm bout it/
And tho haters gone doubt, ain't no doubt about it/
HOOK:
Livin at high speeds, hopin I don't crash/
Smokin on bomb weed, hustlin for mo cash/
See life's a journey, and u never know where it take you/
All about decisions, for real, so what say you?/
V.3:
Swear this life ain't for the weak, it ain't everything it seems/
Most don't even realize, the dedication you need/
From hours writing verses, to everyday rehearsing/
Pushin tickets for shows, plus sellin cds/
This ain't no hobbie man, this is my destiny/
And trust I ain't gone stop, or let the devil get the best of me/
Especially when fightin, my ambition is my weaponry/
Spitting with a passion, till there ain't no breath left in me/
And that's a fact, I'm comin back for Sac/
Wearin my Kings jersey, witta Black hat to match/
Live rockin the stage, gettin cash for raps/
But it's more than just that, I'm paying back my mom and dad/
Yea So fuck fame, in a game that fake as fuck/
Just collecting my respect, doin the only thang I love/
Rappin for my people, and puttin on 4 where I came from/
Stayin true 2 my roots, and I been doin it since day one/
HOOK:
Livin at high speeds, hopin I don't crash/
Smokin on bomb weed, hustlin for mo cash/
See life's a journey, and u never know where it take you/
All about decisions/drive, for real, so what say you?/
Outro:
Yea
What say you?
This game ain’t for the weak man
This life ain’t for the faint of heart
If you want it, ya gotta go get it
That’s what I plan to do
Ain’t no lookin back this time
It’s all high speeds from here
I can hear it now
The crowd so loud
(CHANTS)
That’s right man
One day ima make it happen
Visions of a King
Haha
Just another day in the life
Still got a long way to go
But I’m keep grinding
Yea
ima keep grinding
credits
from VISIONS OF A KING,
released December 30, 2018
All lyrics written by AR. WEST
AR. WEST. was born in Lima, Peru, but raised in the Sacramento, California area. He is an aspiring artist truly dedicated to
making authentic Hip-Hop music. AR. WEST draws inspiration from personal life experiences as well as what he see's everyday in his community. This is only the beginning for AR. WEST so stay tuned, and thanks for listening...more