DeVin MaZe X Kxng Solo. - The Optimist Lyrics

(Im first up, f**k it)

Take a hit
F**k it
Make it quick
Now once you let it sit
And you'll question things that exist
Now this ain't no peer pressure
I'll never tell you a lie
I never lead you astray
I promise to see you fly
Spreading both wings over dosings
I promise to keep you high
Make it rain on a hoe, like I'll never keep you dry
If you ain't abused the substance, you ain't seen nothing
And it's the generation where we seem stubborn
Like you can't tell me s**t
I won't shake his hand and I won't help no b***h
F**k the school
F**k the president
And f**k his politics
F*****g right
Need dead presidents to pay my f*****g rent
These f*****g lights got me thinking twice about this music s**t

Uh-huh, like when my day gon come
When my song gets heard and I'm loved by some
Ay what that day gon bring
When they know that I made it and I afford that dream (Oooh)
Ay, when that day gon come (Oooh, yea, yea, yea)
And what that day gon bring (Oooh)
Ay when that day gon come (Oooh, yea, yea, yea)
When that day gon come (Theyre 'gonna come, yea)
What that day gon bring

This that, Saturday morning
The kids gone and my girl cooking
She know I be hungry
I'm awakened
By the smell of bacon
I'm taking my time
Don't see me that often
I'm always moving
But she keeps holding me down
And that's really what I need
Don't got time to be arguing, I mean
She knows that she's really rocking with the king
She say I'm the realist
I say that she a queen
But got 99 other problems though
I just keep it cool and stay professional
For starters, I got things that I can't get to 'cause the rents due
People I can't speak to
And conversations I sleep through
Forgive me for it
Still writing this story
About this young king from Augusta, Georgia
Tobacco Road off of Ridge Forest
This that
Slim chance to none
But you should've known that
This that
Tuck your chin throw ya punches, know they get thrown back
This that
Satisfaction not guaranteed, but apparently, I can't get enough
So I'm signing off, Kxng Solomon in the signature just thinking 'bout

(What we doing huh)
We wake up being optimistic
And read the writing on the wall like its hieroglyphics

What is this
That has me constantly thinking 'bout images
That I build with every word and every sentence

You know what, catch me riding round hearing sounds from the neighborhood
Survivors guilt got me thinking I should stay for good

Take a look and see where I'm coming from
Man I'm just wondering when my day 'gone come (When)

Day 'gonna come yea, yea

Like when my day gon come
When my song gets heard and I'm loved by some
Ay what that day gon bring
When they know that I made it and I afford that dream (Oooh)
Ay, when that day gon come (Oooh, yea, yea, yea)
And what that day gon bring (Oooh)
Ay when that day gon come (Oooh, yea, yea, yea)
When that day gon come (Theyre 'gonna come, yea)
What that day gon bring

Oooh, yea, yea, yea
Oooh, yea, yea, yea, yea (Theyre 'gonna come, yea)

Theyre 'gonna come, yea