Lord - Late Approval lyrics

INTRO . . Hook : [LORD] Momma had a problem with a n***a doin' rap She dont even know that type of sh** gon bring cash Coz I been ridin' on the low low, my residence is hallow So it's hard for me to follow x2 Verse 1 : [ESAI] Look, I Ain't asking for no favors I know this rap sh** gon get me famous The problem with this fame is It got you n***as brainless Now you splittin' doe with the strangers The only lyricist spittin' higher frequencies I got the remedy to save this dyin' industry I'm not inspired by rappers who's tired Shots fire to any n***a that can take the heat I'm standing on my feet tryna eat n***a You got IV on repeat One time for ProfCore for mixin' every f**ing song Get your cameras on and sing this song, uh There's a difference between a rapper into fashion And a rapper with a pa**ion, coz one of em has a vision That gon lead us out this prison, when I spit they don't listen I still don't understand why you rap dissin' and beefin' When ya'll broke as f** and tyrna make it out the block Like it or not you need each other's support But your egos got you actin' like hoes She a star? I'mma flip that b**h, ill see her later I'm just tryna get rich Is it the money she's after? or she just tryna capture The soul of the only rapper who ain't into lights and cameras Momma told me "be careful what you with for, the same sh** You fightin' for k**ed a lot of great entertainers The same sh** that you're pursuing swallowed A lot of arrogant souls, I just hope that you stick to producing And stop consuming the same drug that put Basko in the coffin'' Guns pop, you better wake up before you get Uh! Before you get hit by a stray bullet But before I die I'mma see right throught it OUTRO [ESAI] The eye of providence i'm Odin holdin' the golden soul .