Ludwig Göransson - Only the Beginning lyrics

[Intro] (On Radio) Power 106! LA it's your girl, Yesi Ortiz Got some brand new music I need you to turn it up And let me know what you think It's Lloyd, called "Oakland" On Power 106 I was making Japanese And she's watch- *Radio tuning* Josh Smith, check him out- *Radio tuning* So now the fans are gonna be all over Josh Smith- *Radio tuning* Verse 1 [Josh Smith] (On Radio) Just a kid from the 408 Writin' raps at home, just tryna make it in the Golden State He's from the burbs and talk so white, so how's he lookin' like an ape? Wait stop the tape, where's the 808? Alright, now this beat is bumpin' like some high school seniors after Prom They yelling, "This my song!" Yeah, this track is like Al Queda bomb Now my mic is meltin', yeah, it's smokin' up just like a bong When following your pa**ion, there's no way that you can do it wrong What's going on? I don't know. I spit it raw, that's how I flow And my only speed is go, no slowin' down, I gots to go Nonstop headin' down this road until I'm número uno Goin' coast to coast with sold out arenas at every show I do it big, I'm from the bay, the biggest thing since the Mac Dre Sure he had his Thizzle but I sizzle each and every day My bars are hot, hot like a potato in the microwave Got my game on lock, tighter than a TXTL safe They work hard, and play hard, I play hard, but work harder I want more success than the third installment of Tha Carter And I'm spittin' flames, just call me a fire starter I'd lay my life down for this music, I'm a hip hop martyr Verse 2 [(Josh Smith] (On Radio) Alright I'm goin' back in, I can do this all day Dreamin' big, I'ma do me, I don't care what y'all say I guess I can be considered a teenage version of Childish I'm childish, steady gettin' mileage, I'm hot as sh— Wait, I don't swear, but I swear I'm getting better At this rap game, I'm just a Weirdo like Donald Glover That's a comedy, comedy just like the show Community If I'm ever failing than I guess that is the end of me I wanna succeed in being all that I'm supposed to be Supposedly, I'm rawer than some freshly k**ed animal meat Uh, I'm an animal, I'm freakin' vicious with the flow That makes me progressive, I'm a weapon and I'm 'bout to blow Oh, I'ma slow it down, like a young black man when he sees a cop Wait no, speed it up like that same man before he got shot This music's all I got, it's my life, it keeps me goin' Used my mind to craft this art, my potential is omnipotent I wanna be the King, with a ring, a crown, a gauntlet, and robe on top Of a throne But until that time I'm under the rule of C. Gambino Don't know how he does it but his music just gets through to me He set up a goal for me, and that is where I strive to be It's lonely at the top, but at the bottom it's still true Don't know 'bout you, but I only have a few people that will come Through My relationships are shallow like the coastline of a crystal lake Everywhere I go it seems to me like I am out of place *Childish Gambino interview* Back to my shenanigans, I'm stylin' like a mannequin The competition's panickin', I make out like a bandit and Steal the hearts from fans and then I stop and run it back again I am eatin' though, check in the kitchen, there's sandwiches Reality check, I am here still sittin' at my desk Just a tiny fishy tryna break through the fisherman's net My last name's Smith, I spit it clean, you might as well just call me Will I know I strive for greatness and success, but yet here I am still Livin' in the Culdesac, cooped up makin' an EP Because the Internet, I'm k**in' it, I feel like Royalty Now this stuff is Camp, so I'm walkin' 'round with swagger They say that I'm Sick Boi, but in truth I Am Just A Rapper *Rick Ro$$ noise* Outro [Josh Smith] Hi, um One ticket for Los Angeles