Wing - 6 O'Clock in JC lyrics

Verse 1: I feel like I'm doing This for no reason That I'm writing lyrics Down but no one will See them "Your songs are great" I don't believe em' Saying my songs are A gem I do not conceive them Not the right word? I don't care... I just do my job But my future bright Just like a glare But all they can do Is stare, you need something? Catch me in the lab bumping That that bish is jumping But I just chill in the back Thinking "my bars are wack" Ain't that somethin? But yet I'm still on the track Cause I don't think I'll make It but I gotta try Gotta say goodbye To my childhood Gotta make sure my Mind is good Your bars are weaker Than balsa wood That's not my fault That no one understood A word you say, it's not that You could make better lyrics It's that you need to take career Risks to get anywhere in life No need for the hysteric It's like listening but you can't hear It, i have the same lyricism as Shakespeare and this year I'm in here, and I'm making Things this clear for people like you Who's end is near, yeah I'm saying G But that's a new degree of quotin I'm in this game and I'm floatin While other guys just approachin I'm up here and I'm boastin I'm out here just rollin Yeah I'm just coastin I be living that dream Yeah life ain't what it seem I'm just chillin with my team And we boutta scheme Yeah wing he the realist And ryd he the trillest My lyricism the illest But that's it It's been real But now how Do you feel