Dzn't Mttr

This a true statement: Don't ever act like you ever made it
I only ride this beat to put rubber to the pavement
Got 4 wheels dragging in the Civic, I'm basic
Too much holding back, so it's time to make that lane switch
Been writing verses, but I don't know where my pen go
Can't remember where all these passions came in though
Hit that smooth killer flow, bill her for the loss of dough
Money ain't my focus, but y'all locusts to my talents so
Pay me back soon because you oughta know it's overdue
The day they doubted me, that's the day that they'll rue
Instead of talking trash, I'm spitting clean til I'm through
Cause I want to be understood, never misconstrued
The only "ism" I say I'm with it to
Is realism, I know dreams are lofty, man I always knew
I'm coming through in the pocket
Eye socket glued together and lock it, can't top it
I never talk it, I only ever learned how to walk it
So if I'm stomping on some toes, no offense be taken
Unless we talking b-ball, then if I'm takin, I'm makin
And if we talking fall sales, man, you know that I'm raking
But never faking, cause I'm broke right now, but still dank
Cause it feels wrong to only be real when you making bank
So I'm working on my vocabulary to climb up the ranks
Now I know the alphabet backwards, Kendrick, thanks
From Zed to A, I'm sorry to say that there may be a delay
Due to too much decay in the rhythm of the bass in this beat for me to rip it
But I rip it regardless, so y'all can't delete or discard this
I hit 21 but I still ain't savage
If I'm on the track, y'all might get outlandish
But I'm in it for the vibes, I ain't looking to cash in man

If you lookin for more fake patuaw, ya outta luck
Cause I ain't some fake artist lookin to catch a buck
I'm looking to make artists wanna grab onto my vibe
But there's a difference between influences and just straight lying
Personality and a story can go a long way
And while Logic flopped Under Pressure, I got something to say
Don't write songs as if you're trying to make a bumper sticker
Write songs that inspire and put your heart in the picture
I keep cool like I'm rocking flip-flops in August
Keep a ring on my neck like my name Ed Monix
Skip going Semi-Pro, man, I'll go for the majors
Smoaking shots like Justin, but never denying my nature
I'm an outsider now, but I'm looking to go in
Cause my patience is running thin, I'll rip right through my skin
Grab the passion within me and lay it on the line
Cause the only way I'd stop is if God gave me a sign
But for now, this is mine, even the verse off the rail
But take no breaths, I'll kill any track before you exhale