[Verse 1]
On in a couple years
Gone off a couple fears
We in the game like Tron off a couple snares
We running spheres round a couple squares, now n***as wanna stare
I feel bad, my dad know I don't sleep right
I wanna tell my momma soon we gon be right
Can't get a mic know the money be tight
But you know I'm never stopping even when they're ain't a green light
Talk about the haters I don't got yet
Rapping everyday that's just the process
Rapping bout the feelings repressed
Lowkey got me feeling grievous
General, we in Suva sipping minerals
Switching cypher heads at different intervals
Really it ain't literal
But I can dream
Got hooked, Kareem
To the rap sh**
Feel the ground up on my feet
[Verse 2]
Yazi gang forever, put that on my brother
I'm gon make it someway, put that on my mother
Best in my city and I didn't stutter
I just dropped a tape and now I want another
Grab a rubber cause I'm bout to f** up the game
You know the flow insane
My n***as die in vain
While i just spit c**aine
I lost the key again
It hit a David Blaine
I'm magic on the beat tho
Gotta keep the flame
I just do my thing
Yeah I can keep my ring
These wanna be n***as, yeah you know they been slain
I never had to train
Most my city's lame
I'm bringing back the heat
I might just kick propane
I might just make the lane
The game, it's my domain
It's hard to explain
We done came a long way since December
Taking baby steps, I'm walking like I'm Kemba
Took me a minute to remember my legacy
Wondering what's left for me
Do it till the d**h of me
Spitting's a necessity
Cooking with the recipe
Jesus ghostwriter
I think my flow is heavenly
Never get the best of me
My rapping ancestry
Gotta f**ing pedigree
Mating like it's pregnancy
sh**
I'm really feeling the vibe
I'm feeling myself
It's off of the dome
I'm feeling the wealth
Of being unknown
But but knowing yourself
I'm being humble
But bragging as well
Cause bragging it sells
They're backing the sales
It's down to the cells
So you know I go on
I gotta excel
Make it or else
It's farewell
Till I fare well
Amen
Praying that I won't fail
Y'all n***as blind, praying that y'all won't braille
Y'all n***as still ship, praying that you won't sail
Y'all n***as b**hes, praying y'all won't tail
Y'all n***as dumb, praying you won't Yale
Competetion though, so I hope you don't bail
It's been a dark night, praying that you don't bale
It's all fun and games
Till a n***a come and try to rain on parades
Like "You're f**ing trash and this isn't off top"
I don't give a f**, I just hope I make it to sway
To elaborate
I'm only 15
2001 and not the 90s
So why I rap this way is beyond me
I just hope I make it to the age of 18
Before a cop k** me blat blat n***a