Rare
Who you trying to be
Who you trying to please
Pulled in every way
Until it's ripping off the sleeve and
Now you tend to question
The moment should be seized
It's like showing off a weapon
You hold but never squeeze
You too worried 'bout the bitches that you know you finna crack
Have em hitting hi-c's like a fucking juice pack
You too worried 'bout the money
If you ever get it back
Bitch if you do not invest
Then you never make a stack
And I put that on my chest
Like a vest
I confess
I relapsed
I'm a mess
And I know
Feeling lost
Need a map
Here's a toast
Just to cope
Blow a little smoke
Till everything is a joke
Not worried 'bout where I go
At least
That was the motive
Cause now I'm all in my head
Reflecting present or future
Or something I should've said
I stick it into my quote
Instead it's something I wrote
Provoking my own development
Hoping it lead to growth
Just
Say less
Do more
Keep track
Not score
Relax
Its yours
Lose a battle but you still will win a war just
Say less
And be
Set backs
Proceed
Hear doubt
Don't heed
Still a white rose coming from the concrete
And that's rare
One of seven billions
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
One of seven billion
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up ptential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
Now what used to bother
See down my feed
When I tweet or IG
Where there's niggas like me
But they seem so much farther
Tap on they screen
In support of they dream
But that shit also mean
That I need to go harder
I'm kind of skeptical
Know some niggas in person
Not really what they asserting
I'm certain it's just a spectacle
But also know professionals
I'm paying too much attention to what ya'll tend to do (No)
Focus on my chi
Ain't no one like me
I know what I do
I know who I be
Ain't got shit to fear
I ain't losing sleep
Bitch I'm raw
Like a slab of bloody meat and that's rare
One of seven billion
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
One of seven billion ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
Who you trying to please
Pulled in every way
Until it's ripping off the sleeve and
Now you tend to question
The moment should be seized
It's like showing off a weapon
You hold but never squeeze
You too worried 'bout the bitches that you know you finna crack
Have em hitting hi-c's like a fucking juice pack
You too worried 'bout the money
If you ever get it back
Bitch if you do not invest
Then you never make a stack
And I put that on my chest
Like a vest
I confess
I relapsed
I'm a mess
And I know
Feeling lost
Need a map
Here's a toast
Just to cope
Blow a little smoke
Till everything is a joke
Not worried 'bout where I go
At least
That was the motive
Cause now I'm all in my head
Reflecting present or future
Or something I should've said
I stick it into my quote
Instead it's something I wrote
Provoking my own development
Hoping it lead to growth
Just
Say less
Do more
Keep track
Not score
Relax
Its yours
Lose a battle but you still will win a war just
Say less
And be
Set backs
Proceed
Hear doubt
Don't heed
Still a white rose coming from the concrete
And that's rare
One of seven billions
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
One of seven billion
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up ptential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
Now what used to bother
See down my feed
When I tweet or IG
Where there's niggas like me
But they seem so much farther
Tap on they screen
In support of they dream
But that shit also mean
That I need to go harder
I'm kind of skeptical
Know some niggas in person
Not really what they asserting
I'm certain it's just a spectacle
But also know professionals
I'm paying too much attention to what ya'll tend to do (No)
Focus on my chi
Ain't no one like me
I know what I do
I know who I be
Ain't got shit to fear
I ain't losing sleep
Bitch I'm raw
Like a slab of bloody meat and that's rare
One of seven billion
Ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
One of seven billion ain't another
That's rare
Fuck the way you feeling
Keep it real
I don't care
Stepping up potential
Every breath I breathe air
Bowl a strike I never spare
That's rare
That's rare
Credits
Writer(s): Shon Weathers
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