Put my life inside of my hand Yes I understand, that you all get to witness me grow into a man But you know me at a certain level, the rest is private So Im coming from your speakers taking treasure like a pirate Its like that, motherfucker as you see me fucking grow See I never change styles, I just spit the same flow That Ive spit for years, keep it flowing like beer And since its like that you wont ever see me steer myself in the wrong direction Your girl is showing affection from the music that Im making Im glad she paying attention cos I forgot to mention underground, with a lesson And youll never see me stressing with this mic that Im blessed with HideandSeekZoo, the style you shouldnt mess with I guarantee theres no bitch in this world that can fetch this Yes, indeedy on the T.V. like its Netflix I keep so true that Based God couldnt bless this Motherfuckers couldnt check this off they checklist Even if they had an Ashtray Theory for breakfast Im restless All work and no sleep I be thinking so deep behind the beats I creep Before I kill em, and drill em, and then I spill em I rap on whatever beat and I dont care if you dont feel em Funky beat, with a funky way to speak You say you got bars for days Bitch, I got bars for weeks And nobody saw it coming, me turning into something Cos I used in the back of the class saying nothing Must of thought I couldnt talk cos they only saw me walk Probably thought that I was boring cos they always blew me off So when they first hear me flow, its really a surprise They tell me I should start rapping Bitch, Ive been on the rise I just keep it lowkey for the homies that know me And I start to write words when I see the beat is lonely Say you bump my shit but you aint got a [?] Got that unique style, you can hear it when Im spitting Just trying to find my own little spot in this world Whether its on the mic, or next to your girl From every street that you walk to every person that youve talked Im living out my life til Im outlined in chalk From the cradle to the grave, unless you get saved I suggest you stand in line and you dont misbehave So now I snatch microphones from everybodys hand And Im spitting all I can til they learn to understand A plan put into place, and a dream Im trying to chase And Im spreading til your girl recognizes my face And with talent comes hate And I guess its safe to say Ive been doing this for years, you started hating late Shit, you probably started yesterday Chilling with all your peers Thought if you dropped a song, you start a career Nah, fuck that and fuck you Bitch you dont fit in with the words that youve written and your style that is bitten
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