Verse 1:
Either way i go I'm just another disappointment
Whether i sell d**, or wanna pick up my rap as my employment
Im annoying all my fam with tickets or sickening noises
They dont understand, hip hop is where im finding my joy in
Point is im only gonna keep being me, with a capsule of weed spitting a different delivery
Yeah this sh** is my dream, consistency is the key
And see its friday night, but ima sit and write or make some beats
Im motivated by my pockets vacant, and this ain't some stupid corny sh** i'm on a whole different operation
Cause doctor satan he gave me a visit
Asked if my soul i would give it
Ironically said “hell no,” your f**ing trippin
I won't change how i am for checks in my hand
I ain't the sellout type id rather sell out my shows like a man
Now all i need is God to go ahead and give me a chance
Cause i've been wondering will i stay underground, or will i advance?
Hook:
Will i make it out the ground
Where these mothaf**ers dont do sh**!
They just stand around
Or will i make it out this town
Where nobody really gives one f** or even hears your sound
And these mothaf**as don't do sh** they just stand around
And nobody really gives one f** or even hears your sound..
Bridge:
Please god i've got some questions that i need to know
Please god i've got some questions that i need to know
Please lord i've got some questions that i need to know
Cause lately i've been stressing, i really need to blow-
Verse 2:
-Up like we hot boxing the metro bus in black powder dust
It seems that no matter how hard i try that sh** is not enough
"Shut up Casper, you're just thinking to much"
"Yeah no sh**, its been this f**ing way for 85 months,"
And thats why i need 9 blunts before i write stuff
And hands will fly if you antagonize my life son
Dont be surprised when i'm throwing a f**ing right punch
And don't be mad cause i can write, and all your rhymes s**
I am righteous, but i really hate when there rapping it wack an slacking it on tracks there ain't a pa**ionate advocate just a buncha accidents inhabiting this rapping sh** but there plan is only to stack a hundred racks and dip!
f** that, i will be the catalyst
Not yo average and demanding i need a psychoan*lysis cause
I ain't a graduate but i get smarter daily
Only a matter of time till i make it cause yeah b**h, i'm f**ing crazy..
Hook:
Will i make it out the ground
Where these mothaf**ers dont do sh**!
They just stand around
Or will i make it out this town
Where nobody really gives one f** or even hears your sound
And these mothaf**as don't do sh** they just stand around
And nobody really gives one f** or even hears your sound..