Start

Aight
Let me get this
Yeah
Is this the start or end
I really can't comprehend
If I said it then I meant
Every last word
Really can't rest
Cause then I'm last not first
And I know I have my back like the tags on my shirts
Damn
I don't know what I'm trying to be
Fingers hitting black and white ivory
When I get some recognition tweet finally
Attract white girls like a winery
Why you lyin to me?
I need the truth
Everything I say I see I do
And you're looking like glass yeah I see right through
I dont need my shoes
To stay running through you're mind
Giving me the sign
So second is mine
I'm technically fine
Don't rest or recline
Till the day that I'm dyin
And even then I'll keep on going
Standing in the star I think I'm Owens
I dont play your games I don't need your tokens
See I'm broken
And you can't fix
I'm nothing but net
While you shoot your bricks
With each move you slip
So stop playing with CRS
Cause
I've been on my motherfucking great shit wow
Flyer than a motherfucking spaceship ohh
New flow now they sounding all basic so
Ever since the start they've been chasin CO
They've been chasin who?



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Writer(s): Chris Escandon
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