What a Year

It's been a year
Yeah
And I've been workin' hard
I try to stay sincere
But as I grow and follow heart, they say I've changed and veered
It's like they wanna hold you back cause they could never make it there
Ask me, when have I cared
If I never dropped a track I'd never reach who I have
I dropped a record every month and now I'd say I got fans
What's an advance
I never needed that to advance
I make my own money
Independent's part of the plan
I built a studio along with a team
There's only three without the features, Filament, Shordeli and me
We put out heat every single time I'm droppin' a stream
I started this year, the numbers might be hard to believe
Aside from that, I have a broken family tree
I left a job that was payin' me since 2015 to follow dreams
I'm pursuin' this musical thing
If they don't like when you succeed guaranteed they ain't reppin' your team
Na

I've learned a lot on people this year
They'll take in what they're told and never question livin' in fear
I'm sick of politics
Bein' happy trumps the whole year
Remember money owns if you ain't conscious of what's in here
But they don't know
And I ain't livin' by what I've been told
I'll pray to God to pave a path, I'll walk the lonely road
What we battle in the flesh is never fought alone
What we write upon our heart is gonna all unfold

They don't understand that
But, man I see it
Heart is heavy like a sandbag
But I believe it
Burnin' buildings ain't the fast track to healin' feelings
I've seen enough where I'm livin'
I'm sick of ya'll sittin' and rippin' apart individuals
I ain't a part of those rituals
Syllables stab at the heart like a criminal
Pitiful
Y'all eat it up like a dinner roll
Man, it's annoying and miserable
Typical
Love's at a minimal
Why is the pinnacle only showin' up in intervals
You ain't relivable
Livin' is cynical if you ain't makin' a difference or seein' their visuals
Yeah
What I do ain't free
Dealt with pressure, losin' money, but I got it on me
Pop smoke to sneak away from all of y'all on IG
You can make a post, but that ain't gon' be changin' a thing
And I ain't changin' up myself to make 'em like this or feel that
This whole year's been a mess, but I ain't lost my sight yet
Sit back and watch me attack your ears with my rap
And map out the months that were better because I dropped a track

Yeah
What I do makes me
Work alone, work a lot
But one day they'll see
Yeah
What I do ain't free
Work alone, work a lot
What a year for me
What I do makes me
Work alone, work a lot
But one day they'll see
Yeah
What I do ain't free
Work alone, work a lot
What a year for me
Yeah