Verse 1 Im sick of livin this shit life I gotta get up, get out, and get somethin, but as of right now, Im just tryna get right And its hard when you know the world fit right In tha palm of your hand but you cant reach it so you sit tight And wait for the day when youre big enough to see it all But thats when the evil shows up in people and puts your back up against the wall Ive seen it happen first hand, believe me If you dont let em drag you down, they can never make you fall Everybody got a bad side, no matter what Even a saint can get angry if theyve had enough Im just a little hot tempered at times So if you talkin shit to me, you better hope you can back it up Im tryna get a little money, stack it up and save up And blow it all on a bag of weed, now thats gangsta See how stupid yall rappers sound sayin shit like that? I guess they just wearin the shoes cause they fit like that Hook But dont worry bout me muhfucka, Ima do for myself I be rich as long as I got my friends, my family, and my health I aint gon sell out for a little bit of change, you must got me confused Cause this right here is what tha world fiendin for, this is the drug to use Verse 2 It seems to me whatever I do is never enough And everybody wanna talk but they never get rough Theres never been anybody to take me down a notch Which probably explains why Im always on that arrogant stuff Any beat, you know I tear it apart Im just waitin to get my shot, its a shot in the dark I got a night vision scope on my sniper rifle A white disciple of Biggie Smalls, keepin hip hop in your hearts And Id never play a part just to fit And alot of rappers get torn apart when I spit Cause they dont know how to respond to a verse that has meaning All their shit sounds exactly like all that other shit Sometimes I wonder what made me this real, whered I get it? And how the hell did I get this flow thats been called tha sickest? Some people claimin Ima be the next big thing in rap But its clear the industry is just for rappers who bringin swag Hook Verse 3 Still rep the trailerpark, never touched a gucci bag Born raised a Razorback until tha body bag Layin awake every night thinkin of money bags Cuz I dont even have enough for a twenty sack But at the moment, Im just livin in the here and now Livin for today, cuz tomorrow may not come around And tha corner is right there Dreams of never overcomin fears outweigh all of my nightmares This is what you get when you spittin What the whole world needs but everybody be trippin And dont nobody even seem to notice you They dont want you to make any moves, like a photoshoot Alot of people would probably like to see me beat They hate cuz I wont give em directions to easy street Thats why Im suspicious of everyone around me Theres sharks in these waters and most of em are tryna drown me Hook
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