The Path

Yeah
Young Swagg, Vin Jay

Haha

Yeah, said it's hard to believe
That I'm chasing a dream
So hard to achieve, but
I just gotta be me
So I'm making it seem like it's all so easy
'Cause I'm authentic and y'all so cheesy
Chasing the gimmick you see on the TV
No matter what, that ain't ever gon' be me
Keep it a hundred every time you see me

In the future, still be the same 'cause
Fuck fame I ain't ever gonna change up
Independent, gettin' paid from the bangers
So you know, I ain't gonna change when the pay come
Same me, but a different flow
I had to speed it up, just to keep it focus
So I keep it calm until the reaper notice
Now everybody talkin' like, "He the dopest!"

So I'ma give it to 'em real quick
I called Vin Jay, we about to kill this
Yeah, you already know what the deal is
So you better make room for the realest
Everyone know that soon as we show up
They used to hate and now everyone show love
They used to laugh at all of my posts
Now when they askin', I'm givin' no fucks, like

How are you next, but I never heard of ya?
Gimmie the pencil, 'cause I'm gonna murder ya
Get in my lane and I'ma be swerving' ya
Step to the plate, and I'ma be curvin' ya
Matter of fact, I ain't gotta worry
They all wanna ride, but they ain't even worthy
I been on my grind, so I think I deserve it
You trying to find me, but I'm asleep, working

And I ain't got time for that
I'm on a mission to find the path
I head for the top, I'ma grind for that
The people keep hatin', I'm fine with that (Yeah)

'Cause I ain't got time for that
I got the city behind my back
I'm independent and I'm climbin' fast
So fuck a label, I ain't signin' that

Hold on man, this shit too vital (Vital)
Young Swagg and the kid goin' viral (Yeah)
'Bout time that I get at my rivals (Woo)
Tell 'em bow down and pray for survival (Grrt)
Came up bringing the flame that they lack (Yeah)
And the bangers gettin' me paid with straight cash (Cash)
'Till the stage up, 'till I became the main act (Woo)
Now the pay stubs got the lames to face facts
Take a look at how we livin' (Woo)
I don't got time to debate with no critic (Yeah)
People would tell me that I'll never make it
But tell 'em a hobby just turned to a business, yeah (Woo)
Mind been a prison, but I broke these chains (Chains)
Finally comin' up and now the whole team paid (Paid)
Hoes peep gang, but I know these lames
Hopin' Vin will catch a bullet like OBJ (Brrt)

I drop with Jiu Jitsu
I promise you don't want an issue (Nah)
'Cause I be the won they submit to
We light up your block with a missile
Then fuck up the doc when they try to assist you, it's simple (Woo)
Oh Lord, I'ma 'bout to roast y'all whole team with me
Let me give 'em all a roll call (Hey)
Livin' independent, better listen when a pro talk (Talk)
Vin about to paint the picture like Mozart, oh Lord (Woo)

Y'all ain't got it like me
Livin' on top, but I been low-key
If I don't fuck with 'em, we ain't ever gon' speak
Y'all diss for the clout, y'all don't really want beef, yeah (Woo)

And I don't got time for that (Nah)
I been livin' on a violent path (Yeah)
I took a lil' break now I'm on a wave
So tell them bitches that the prophets back (Brrt)

And I ain't got time for that
I'm on a mission to find the path
I head for the top, I'ma grind for that
The people keep hatin', I'm fine with that (Yeah)

'Cause I ain't got time for that
I got the city behind my back
I'm independent and I'm climbin' fast
So fuck a label, I ain't signin' that

And I ain't got time for that
I'm on a mission to find the path
I head for the top, I'ma grind for that
The people keep hatin', I'm fine with that (Yeah)

'Cause I ain't got time for that
I got the city behind my back
I'm independent and I'm climbin' fast
So fuck a label, I ain't signin' that



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Writer(s): Vincent Timothy Jacovelli
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