The Podium Lyrics - Black Cobain

[feat. Black Cobain, Tre Of UCB & Tone P] 

[Verse 1:] 

Mine is family over everything 

And getting money is the song I sing 

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate 

He buy the Benz riding cause the crazy real estate 

That's motivation, my people living wicked 

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes 

And I got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important 

Instead of birth they should've contemplated abortion 

I got a girlfriend she like them Gucci shoes 

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo 

Rolling in Porches I see it I need that panorama 

I'm going gorilla on niggas I think I'm Che Guevara 

I got Rozay and they with me it ain't another realer 

Don't fuck with chickens them bitches will give you salmonella 

This BOA, what's your motivation 

I summed it up in a verse my Cali role is waiting 

[Hook:] 

I said patience persistence got the world listening 

My city's culture to the game now in existence 

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation 

Not concerned with most rappers me I'm a king 

Bars crazy of course I'm living the dream 

What's your motivation huh, What's your motivation 

[Verse 2:] 

Motivated no debate I'm a-fuckin-mazing 

So fuck the speculation 

Bitch I'm as cold as basements 

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite 

Though you know you the greatest the totem pole is just way up 

And you down hold it down for my nigga them 

Lost my nigga last weak tears still lingering 

Know it's strange growing pains have a way of teaching us 

Know I'm chasing dreams I don; t ever care for sleeping much 

Lacerate the swisher gotta fill it with some killa 

Got me feeling light headed yea nigga for the realest 

Weird niggas make sick too I don't need no pistol 

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school 

Classes niggas ask me if they give a fuck 

They blast for me and I don't roll with no atheist 

I give my lady love, I need my lady's love 

You be trickers like Smokey tripping off angel dust 

Tony Louis told me do it 

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving 

I'm a good winner, I'm a sore loser 

And I be getting to the point just like a short hooper 

Earl Boykins I 'm hearing voices I try and listen 

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols 

I'm selling with them just try and listen I'm trynna get you 

I'm trynna make a couple million off of my Ambition 

[Talking: Rick Ross] 

[Hook] 

[Bridge: Tre of UCB] 

I hear the people talking 

I know these haters watching 

I know the souls and spirits with me, walking with me 

They can't break my concentration 

I know the road I'm talking 

I know the moves I'm making 

I am my inspiration 

[Hook]