flow
verse i wrote over a beat a friend made.
i got my space cup and my cake up, you fuck boys getcha weight up
you know how many nights i done stayed up tryna perfect my craft to get paid bruh?
I've slaved over this rap shit, ive flipped a pack and brought it back quick
ill kill a gram for the kilograms, right there should tell you how im that sick
these rappers now are just dumb stars - like Patrick. one bullet kill 3 of ya men now thats what i call a hat trick
& you faggots.
arent in my leauge, im one of a kind
since im smart then, the harder i grind
cause i feel all these gates locked, a shoebox was my safe spot
ill find the key, eventually, then ill get all yall face rocked..
youll never shine how i shine
&, youll never grind hard as me
fuck waiting man it's my time
I'm gonna be all i can be
cause I've seen some friends turn into enemies
& i seen some women turn into hoes
so play the cards or get dealt with man that's just how the game goes
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