Opportunity (Lyrics) - Video

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Lyrics and meanings:

Yeah I'm gonna shoot if you hand me the ball
Opportunities, I will capture them all
I'm like a hurricane 'cause I cannot be stopped
Ima keep the same rhyme throughout this song

'Cause you 'bout to see why my skills at the top
I can make the word excited rhyme with calm
I can make the word correct rhyme with wrong
I can make the word gigantic rhyme with small

When they hear my lyrics, they all feel it in their soul
I just try to keep it real but they acting a role
Y'all are just performing half the time like Superbowl (Y'all are acting fake half the time with performances, the Superbowl halftime show has performers)
Yeah I got dreams, too but the world is cold

Every foot I make is an inch towards my goal
Ima have a pen and paper even when I'm old
Will my kids visit when they put me in a home?
Taking notes every conversation that I hold

You can learn anything, just stop acting so bold
Pay attention to the information that you pulled
Take a step back, 'cause your ears are a tool
Lick your plate clean, but you better not be full!

Treat your opportunites like red and you're a bull (Bulls run to the color red)
You can cross the line, don't pay attention to the rules
Don't be shocked you run in place like treadmills in a pool (Don't be shocked because electricity in water can shock you, a treadmill underwater would be very difficult to walk on)
Observation is your friend, take a seat, pull up a stool

Don't be worried about changing just to seem cool
There are challenges to face and things to be ruled
People grind their whole life and wait for rewards
Focus on your expectations, break down the door

You 'gon make all of that money just to be bored?
Won't spend a dime? What's the blood, sweat, and tears for?
See when I get to the tippy top, I'll need more
Ima hit the booth and I'll hit record

Don't make a choice until you think about it before
Gotta lift yourself up, it's a mean world
Put your name out there, you need a referrel
Rappers out here bragging about having 3 girls

Cheating on their wife, keep it on the DL
She's checking every text, so they talk in emails
She found out, he ain't think how she felt
He just broke her heart, now she's gonna reek hell

On the other side, people wanting females
so bad that they stalk and know every detail
about random girls online like Delphine, Belle
They be knowing everything, even how she smells

She made the fame though, did it to herself
Can you even blame, though? Her bathwater sells (She sold bathwater and it sold out)
Take a couple pictures, and make a couple mil (She's made millions from onlyfans)
Retire at 20 'cause you're doing so well

Opportunity's knocking, the question is will
you answer the door, so you make all the bills
It won't land in your lap, if you're just sitting still
You gotta stand up and hunt for the kill

I know your dreams will never truly seem real
But a veteran is struggling for meals, how does he feel?
He killed, risked his life for you to be healthy and he fell
Lost his brothers, you don't think he needs help?

He's still struggling on the street
Well, he lost both his legs, and he's a Navy SEAL
Be thankful that you got opportunities
You don't have PTSD, you don't feel guilt

You can see well, you can eat meals
You can make 33 mil like Bradley Beal

When you compare your life to others, keep your lips sealed
There's always gonna be a worse player in the field

No I don't mean that you gotta have cheer
When your week has been bad, hell even your year
I just mean there are people living through your worst fears
Crying 'cause they're so thristy, so they drink their own tears

Opportunities come, opportunites are here
You get opportunites, some go to your peers
Some of them are word of mouth, so you gotta hear
Some of them are gonna be a well-paying career

Your scope is on a deer, shed a tear, take the shot (Your life's scope is on a target, so follow through)
Yeah I'm here, and I killed a career, feel like a reaper (Reapers kill)
Some of us are open minded, some of us are not
I'm steering to have gears that still turn when I'm a geezer (I want to be sound-minded when I'm old)

I didn't veer from the rhymes in this song (I kept the same rhyme)
Yeah, I'm skilled, I'm important, and I'm raising the meter
If you still doubt me, my first rhyme was ball
If you don't trust me, then go and take a hear
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