Trisano - Fading In lyrics

Verse 1: I'm the new school era original, gimme A mic, a crowd, a pedestal homie Bringing an style, making all ladies dial with a Flow you dont know, first time coming out through your speaker Say 'Hi' to your motherf**ing great leader They say YOLO, nah n***a I ain't living once Not afraid of d**h, go ahead and try to k** moi Made of steel and lead so aim at my f**ing head though Struggles can't forget, tears- I drop and shed Wanna fight b**h? then 'Hit me with your best shot Still, Imma make your motherf**ing a** drop Learn, to fear your surroundings 'til the end Never trust no one that's the real motto friend uh Tryna escape, wanna run and start again, but I can't never leave my mother by herself thinking 'Bout success, how im blessed how I'm f**ing fresh Chorus: Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be driving in the fast lane Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be smiling on the front page (x2) Fading in homie, to the game buddy Caught up in it, already took the train money Hip-Hop i bring the, truth to sing Fading in brother I'm doing my thing Verse 2: Fa-ding in, slowly to the game Spreading my name across the f**ing Lima streets Now wanna go international and sh** Write some phat lyrics on my pad, produce beats Like a crack, yeah, motherf**ing great at that cat Pay studio time, s** the juice outta every dime Ayo- Kleff turn the ba** up a little bit Let's make these motherf**ers nod to these sh** b**h 'Pacs like a mentor, Jay-Z my role model though He and Kan better 'Watch The Throne' 'cause I'm coming 'cause I can rap in English, in Spanish too, que te Jodas, tu, tus tendencias y tus modas, I Bet you didn't understand a word i just said, any Language i expect same respect, KR S- taught me I don't need gold on my neck sh**, my third leg is asking for it Chorus: Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be driving in the fast lane Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be smiling on the front page (x2) Fading in homie, to the game buddy Caught up in it, already took the train money Hip-Hop i bring the, truth to sing Fading in brother I'm doing my thing Verse 3: I can see myself, living the dream Seeing my face on the cover of a magazine Getting- mean green, yeah hopefully a mill' My rhythm is psychotic, my rhymes will k** so Sit back, relax, take a nap and chill Put your lighters up n***a feeling like Royce Public Enemy once said Bring The Noise Oh my god just bob to the the flow that I drop Imma make a living outta hip-hop and rap, though I Will never sell- my soul, my heart is cold. still it's Strong and bold, b**h this is Trizzie baby doll When you feel troubled like Carol, you can call Chorus: Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be driving in the fast lane Fading in, in to the game, one Day I'll be smiling on the front page (x2) Fading in homie, to the game buddy Caught up in it, already took the train money Hip-Hop i bring the, truth to sing Fading in brother I'm doing my thing