Studio Nights

I remember when I wrote my first rhyme
7th grade with squad at lunch time
Coming up with rap names in the lunch line
Say hello to the fantastic
A little corny, I know
But we was happy, fasho
It didn't last that long
So I went solo
Back then, I went by slick nick
Still watching cartoons, drinking nesquick
But now, I hope I'm ready, cause I can't go back
Struggling to gain fans no time to relax
We in g o mode 24/7
And this rap shit will become my profession
Ya best believe that Ima claim the throne
When its all said and done, I did it on my own
Goin global but we started homegrown
Since cryo chamber I've been in my zone

The sky ain't the limit, don't believe that
The day ones always have the best feedback
If I leave, don't worry Ima be back
Enjoy the ride, go ahead and let ya seat back

A lot niggas gave up on the dreams
The problem is that they never puttin on for they team
I feel bad for you but ima get it by any means
I take my shot when I wanna, I don't care who is guarding me
I got the IQ, I read the defense
Man to man, 2-3, I can see the sequence
Ya don't know what do, ya falling off the deep end
Ya looking a prodigy that will sell out arenas
The whole 9, I'm ready whenever its show time
On my grind, I gotta boat load full of rhymes
If you try, 9 times out of 10, your gonna die
I know my brother watching from the sky
People want the keys, I'd rather break the doors down
Niggas wanna lease instead of owning the whole house
My opponents run in fear
Every time the king is near
Let me make this crystal clear
You have no rap career

The sky ain't the limit, don't believe that
The day ones always have the best feedback
If I leave, don't worry Ima be back
Enjoy the ride, go ahead and let ya seat back



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Pope
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