Closed Chapter (feat. Mr. Porter) - Black Milk, Mr. Porter

Came from the gritty no lavish life

Came from a city with no flashing lights

And where your casket might drops outta sight

And where niggas keep them guns singing out Gladys Knight

Without the sacrifice I wouldn’t be here though

Book shows, tours going throughout the year so

Lemme introduce you to the new improved

So ahead of the class might as well skip school

Be a minstrel

Got them amazed on instrumental

Instant classic for you pass my intro

Tell her get in so we can get ghost

She can tell I got finesse from the way the pen strokes ya

My life, story that I been through

Chapter after chapter, pages you can flip through

Music by the wayside

It’s the game I’m hip to

2005, when he hit 22

First album’s alive and ever since then

I been one step ahead of the game like stairs

My influence hopefully inspires some peeps

Who are the next up

Getting everything I dreamed for

Yeah, yeah, still on a million-dollar grind

Hustle til the sun don’t shine

Still hustling when the sunrise

On a rise, yeah he doing fine

On a high, I can’t even lie

Yeah, he trying to kill him every time

Gotta get it every time

To grow into a better life

I’m standing here fist up ready to fight

Experience is the blueprint to life

Look at me, I’m doing fine

So I got my new back dropper

Feeling like you not guy

Cash in my pocket so my pants look lopside

See the car drive by fast

Not caring where the cops are

Why these diamonds glaring like a cop car

Fuck being a pop star

I’m trying to be a rocker

Listen to this kid flow

Damn this nigga got bars

Almost where I wanna be

But I know I’m not far

On this elevator trying to make it to the top floor

Nigga now you showing out

What you call swag

Then what you call me

Cause I’m so better than that shit

I laugh, it’s funny how I mastered

What he call simple, these other call it advanced

Shout out to JKwan, Knotz, and my mans Madlib

Alchemist, 9th, Crisis and Khalil

Nigga Pete Rock and my Miss Careme Whigs

Money sees bitch

Money schemes big

Wish my nigga Proof was living to see this

Wish that nigga Dilla could hear this new shit

Shout out all my dream

Shout out all my goals

Wish for a lot of things

Careful what I ask for

Only God knows where this rollercoaster ride goes

But reaching those dreams the only thing I know

Yeah, yeah, still on a million-dollar grind

Hustle til the sun don’t shine

Still hustling when the sunrise

On a rise, yeah he doing fine

On a high, I can’t even lie

Yeah, he trying to kill him every time

Gotta get it every time

To grow into a better life

I’m standing here fist up ready to fight

Experience is the blueprint to life

Look at me, I’m doing fine

Yeah

What up to all my peeps, came through to hold me down

But look

We been here for a minute, We just getting started

Yeah, I’m out