This is a song about "On the rise"

I used to have a nine to five

When i was on the rise

Not the money on my mind looking for a time when all when my talent shall it rise.

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

We on that high rise/ you betta get a grip

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Up an down like a yoyo, yayo on the rise, we deny the high make us fly in the sky

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

To show my signs of stardom rise on a basis

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys