Otr

In the words of the wise, on the 40th day, began the ascension

See Now we on the Rise (Hey)
Motha fucker gon be surprised
I remember 3 am just writing rhymes that blow your minds
Used to ride the 01' civic now they double take our rides
Coming up from Pilot Drive
That's the, that's the, that's the way we live our lives

Yea I started off low no skill not a clue how this shit goes
Yea I started from the dirt and had to grow till ya boy got the Eminem show
And than I took off
First album that I had in my possession played that since then no second guessing
What an real young age to learn a lesson played it front to back this my rap confession
So get it right (Right right) get it fucking right
I need a double cup a couple dimes tonight I need to punch my ticket
Get commercial flights
Cause when the time is right then my rhyming tight
I set it, go I'm on a mission Luciano the commission
I'm a head it till we finish gotta get it how you live it but I live it how I get it
Mona Lisa get the picture we ain't staring out of sight
The diamond glaring from the glisten and
Yea that's heavy dough
I got the bass from the trunk thats heavy tho got a place in the front that's ready hoe
Got a sound that I like so the bass will blow, they say they like my music interracial flow
Back when I ain't have no fucking place
To go unknown to the world now the flow it streams
Across all platforms now we on the scene
2002 was the year I started 6 years old but I knew my target
Album listens till I found a market, now I pass the marker when I go and mark it
And it's good vibrations like I'm Marky Mark you marks missed the start
And now you beg my pardon
Went from rapper only then became an artist

See now we in the moment (The moment)
Now we in the moment, what would you do to condone it
Would you panic? Would you own it?
This is real and you should show it, my life I got to show it
So you feel me in the moment, write my shit and now they quote it

See Now we on the Rise (Hey)
Motha fucker gon be surprised
I remember 3 am just writing rhymes that blow your minds
Used to ride the 01' civic now they double take our rides
Coming up from Pilot Drive
That's the, that's the, that's the way we live our lives

Late nights and my brother home 3 am and he raising tones
Mom fed up wanna kick em out and I can't go to bed got school in the morn
Stayed up cause I couldn't sleep, food for thought my brain it eats
Arguing, crying and everything between he's just a child wildin
That relationship been to hell and back
I blame em both cause they affected that
This a fucking race and I finish last just some insight from my fucking past
Now it's beats on beats cause I fucking need em
Think about how I'm gunna treat em, listen close cause I try to read em
But they ain't a book to my spoken freedoms
I thought about making a hit with this, you know that dope hook with then slapping kicks?
But what I did was something passionate I let you see my past you can imagine it
This is more to me than some written music this that Paris flow that Saint Lucia lucid
Overcompensate cause when I over do it I just beat myself until I fucking lose it
2002 was the year I started 6 years old writing pass the margin
Now it's dreams of selling out the garden learned from Marshall Mathers and Shawn Carter
This my jungle book the kids lion hearted everlasting damage like a flying mortar
Using instruments to speak and tell my story for my future son and my future daughter