Schama - Where Were You lyrics

Verse 1: Tis the season of him succeeding What if he falls, scrapes his knee and doesn't stop bleeding Constantly loses oxygen finally he stops breathing And his legacy dies before he even completes it My family living off of government checks Lookin at the sky, I envy all dem hovering jets It's the type of sight that'll make your mother upset From where n***as k** each other to gain each other's respect Oh dang, new n***as with old ways I'm tryna shoot for my dreams but a n***a has no aim They're like Schama, you gotta come harder than old Wayne Your songs gotta hold weight Dog, foster some c**aine We need someone to represent the O, ok? Oh now y'all notice me,huh? Why y'all so late? Where were you when my song had no plays? You the same guy that commented saying "that's so lame" Caught you man, you ain't slick Not at all, like an empty stomach dog, you ain't Now you listening to these bars, heart full of anguish, hurtin You saltier than an angus burger I came to murder every lame that claimed he heard of my name before I became this person that gave a sermon that stained the dirt and changed the surface with the way he words his array of verbs its your favorite person, the guy that spits the flame inferno You remember me? The guy from Wekiva high school that eventually Became that guy that every body went to see But when I was amongst them they didn't mess with me Yes it's he Time to rap with conviction I'm back with a vengeance Im here to slap all the henchmen that hara**ed my beginnings and laughed at my lyrics Ima fracture they tendons, attack em, and snatch all their pendants Verse 2: Ima let y'all slide but I hope y'all die in the process Break a leg, scream & hit a Mariah octave I'm being searched up on the google chromes and the fire foxes The world is starting to look microscopic There he goes again being co*ky Schama, you need to stop it Versace, Versace, Versace Too much substance so I purposely went off topic Now back to my life, 19 years old and I'm still jobless Ahh man, I'm tryna finally get paid Only in college because i got financial aid I'm at ya face with my style & grace making this music so one day I can move mom out this place, get out his way Fortifying my fortresses, horrific, it's the origins of Morpheus Eminem told me if I contorted my words, I could rhyme with oranges Waiting for my time feel like I'm in a line with tortoises My patience wearing thin, so Ima cut in front of 4 of em December hit, I remember tellin them to remember this But their undivided attention is what they weren't surrenderin' Now I'm blowing up and they tryna rewind their pendulums Man you n***as is fake & being fake is such a tremendous sin Eloquence & embellishments embedded in my penmanship No matter your predilection or whatever your preference is, you will cherish this & it's various merits, ima put a slit in terror's wrist, it's the verbal terrorist Every night I am excellent I think I have every right to be arrogant