Second Guessing
Look
Had a job since a freshman
Straight out of middle school, I started progressing
Everybody hated now they being respectful
I put my head down and now I'm making my schedule
Like ha
What a turn of events
Kick back, relax and then I burn up a spliff
I ain't a crazy motherfucker murdering kids
I'm tryna kill some fucking beats that I can turn into hits
But
Feels like I'm writing the same shit
Over and over, it's like I'm working the same shift
I'll make it to the finish with the people I came with
I promise I'm fire but now if only I stayed lit
Then maybe I'd make it
I'm dreaming afar
Each year just seems repeating
I'm increasing my scars
I'll get a team full of stars
I see these streets full of cars
They got me always second guessing
But at least I'm in charge
I need to focus on what really matters
Not no silver platter
Fuck a butler, Imma cut my vocals
Lemme at 'em
And it's a lot to fathom
Feel like I'm caught and backwards
I'm never on some downers
But always the party crasher
Often a bossy bastard
Is locked in a coffin, Pastor
Is talking, I'm lost and battered
But hardly the softest rapper
I find I'm always after
In fact, it's all disaster
Adamantly adding every asshole to my Alcatraz-tic
Prison in my mind, they act complacent
I'm glad I made it
But had to fake it, the last vacancy's back, I'll take it
Then make my ass adjacent
And now my aspirations
Through the fucking roof and the attic's spacious
So add a basement
I understand that you're mad and chasing
You're after paper
I'm actually saying, you that invader
To smash a saber
Feel like I'm Vader and after that
I'mma smack the savior
Right off his throne, i'mma make it known
I got bad behavior
Yeah
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself like a semi
Better run, bitch
Yeah
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself, heavy lifting
Better run, bitch
What you think about to happen
When you stay hella stressin
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
What you think about to happen?
What you think about to happen, huh
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
Question
Why you always do this to yourself
Undercover, I'm fucking stubborn
Don't need your help
You gonna bluff it, so run up off it
The team is built
I'm on so often, it's not uncommon
Achieving belts
Pull up in the whip and you receiving welts
I got 18 and now a 3 is dealt
I'd like a peek at Hell
To see if he can tell
Get up to the t-o-p so we can see repeating wealth
I'm finally back in the country
Mark my words it was the last of my money
I had to take a little dip, it got me sicker than shit
But me, D, G and Nick finessed a pen and some spliffs
It was a great experience
Like I was swimming with rays
Oh wait, that actually happened
And I was swimming for days
Between the weed and the burn
I knew I looked like I'm blazed
Security would lurk at me
They probably thought I was crazed
But
Still
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself like a semi
Better run, bitch
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself, heavy lifting
Better run, bitch
What you think about to happen
When you stay hella stressin
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
What you think about to happen
What you think about to happen, huh
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
Had a job since a freshman
Straight out of middle school, I started progressing
Everybody hated now they being respectful
I put my head down and now I'm making my schedule
Like ha
What a turn of events
Kick back, relax and then I burn up a spliff
I ain't a crazy motherfucker murdering kids
I'm tryna kill some fucking beats that I can turn into hits
But
Feels like I'm writing the same shit
Over and over, it's like I'm working the same shift
I'll make it to the finish with the people I came with
I promise I'm fire but now if only I stayed lit
Then maybe I'd make it
I'm dreaming afar
Each year just seems repeating
I'm increasing my scars
I'll get a team full of stars
I see these streets full of cars
They got me always second guessing
But at least I'm in charge
I need to focus on what really matters
Not no silver platter
Fuck a butler, Imma cut my vocals
Lemme at 'em
And it's a lot to fathom
Feel like I'm caught and backwards
I'm never on some downers
But always the party crasher
Often a bossy bastard
Is locked in a coffin, Pastor
Is talking, I'm lost and battered
But hardly the softest rapper
I find I'm always after
In fact, it's all disaster
Adamantly adding every asshole to my Alcatraz-tic
Prison in my mind, they act complacent
I'm glad I made it
But had to fake it, the last vacancy's back, I'll take it
Then make my ass adjacent
And now my aspirations
Through the fucking roof and the attic's spacious
So add a basement
I understand that you're mad and chasing
You're after paper
I'm actually saying, you that invader
To smash a saber
Feel like I'm Vader and after that
I'mma smack the savior
Right off his throne, i'mma make it known
I got bad behavior
Yeah
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself like a semi
Better run, bitch
Yeah
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself, heavy lifting
Better run, bitch
What you think about to happen
When you stay hella stressin
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
What you think about to happen?
What you think about to happen, huh
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
Question
Why you always do this to yourself
Undercover, I'm fucking stubborn
Don't need your help
You gonna bluff it, so run up off it
The team is built
I'm on so often, it's not uncommon
Achieving belts
Pull up in the whip and you receiving welts
I got 18 and now a 3 is dealt
I'd like a peek at Hell
To see if he can tell
Get up to the t-o-p so we can see repeating wealth
I'm finally back in the country
Mark my words it was the last of my money
I had to take a little dip, it got me sicker than shit
But me, D, G and Nick finessed a pen and some spliffs
It was a great experience
Like I was swimming with rays
Oh wait, that actually happened
And I was swimming for days
Between the weed and the burn
I knew I looked like I'm blazed
Security would lurk at me
They probably thought I was crazed
But
Still
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself like a semi
Better run, bitch
I wanna run this
Show up in your city
Show your people how I run shit
Don't make assumptions
Carrying myself, heavy lifting
Better run, bitch
What you think about to happen
When you stay hella stressin
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
What you think about to happen
What you think about to happen, huh
What you think about to happen
When you always second guessing
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