A Warm Welcome

Do you even know?
Haters sleeping like it's comatose
You know me, I own the flow
You know me, I'm known to glow
Dance around the subject
I like how you do si do
Face it I'm the king
Let's both go toe to toe
Come in to bump it
I'm cooking up something (I'm off that)
There ain't no fronting, the bars are abundant (I'm on that)
You are the prey and I'm hunting, get running (I pop that)
You won't see day if you're drumming up nothing (You got that?)
Got eighty people praying Ima fail
Stop hating just because I be tipping scales
Let's be straight, it be getting stale
Snakes shaking off their scales
Acting like they ain't what they are
Cooler Minds Prevail (Uh, yeah)
Diving straight to the abyss (Uh)
It ain't get better than this (Naw)
Ima come outside a better man (Yeah)
Only going up that's the plan

Ladies and gentlemen
Can I get a warm welcome, for one of the best rappers the ever spit it
Bravo Season
2021's our year baby
Ain't another one wasted
It's all up from here
Go Bravo

Hello, hi
Thought I died
Everybody got a motive, gotta kill it to get noticed
Dim the lights (Lights, lights, lights)
Kill a rapper for the quota, im just living in the moment
Throw the mic (Mic, mic, mic)
Gonna be a legend, don't you wreck my erection
I know I got in my system like a lethal injection
Create a spark like diesel when I'm revving my engine
So place your bets
I be dealing with the stress like a vet
Any hater wanna beef its a nuclear threat
Better protect
Any rhymer showing their neck
Buy the tickets to their shows just to Stomp on their set
I digress
I've been grinding through the nighttime
Put my everything into this like a life line
They ain't never really gonna be a right time
So I give it my all when I write rhymes
I'm the illest to spew it
You're lucky you're viewing
What you hear in this music, its super abusive
I be dreaming in lucid but I wake up and boost it
I'm never one to be losing, im always working, improving
Always planning a movement, and when I say it, I do it
I gotta bring it like it do or die, stupid if I even try
cheat myself and wonder why, ain't I pop or never fly
Always try to squeeze it by, this is not the life of mine
Get a milly off a rhyme, give the game like all my time, this the story of the grind



Credits
Writer(s): Bravo Season
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