Gotta Make It

For my family I gotta go and make it
Any barrier that's standing in my way I gotta break it
Like a chandelier shining and I'm not to be mistaken for a simple rapper
Young prodigy in the making

I cover face like makeup inconspicuous
Ridiculously conflicted
One minute no I don't want visits
Next minute lonely hours covers me like blankets
Negative texts I don't reply no I'll just blank it
Approach a blank canvas, translate my art
Laminate my articulation, planned or spontaneous start
Miscellaneous alien stuck behind my introverted ways
But the glue is melting now I'm in a growing phase
Grown up by a few days
Few days a week I might just write a lil suen just to satisfy my mood
Ain't a thing that would make me give up
Not till I live up
She shake it till the Fanta fizz up and then she drink up

For my family I gotta go and make it
Any barrier that's standing in my way I gotta break it
Like a chandelier shining and I'm not to be mistaken for a simple rapper
Young prodigy in the making

My words expensive got a tongue of gold
I ain't underrated I'm undiscovered and this I know
Cause they all rate me when the music touches ears
And I've got the sharpest eyes, if I cry bunch of tears
Like an RIP
It's unlikely I'll befriend a fake cause if a note ain't real the rest of them gotta be counterfeit
Counterproductive people don't suit me I need motivation
I can't be complacent no never I need some cultivation
Really trynna budge a nation just like I said it
Words so moving would've thought that they were movie credits
Life's a movie I'm just watching
Ain't no tango ice blast just some scenes that might last and a bad or nice fast
And I hope it lasts long and the time is worthwhile
Me I ponder sometimes like what made my first smile
And they laugh at him first but he's the one that laughs last so I hope my next tears are ones of joy from targets passed for real
Detour, bout to leave the scene torn
Bout to blow C4
I see more these days and dream more
Day dream bout good nights
Rich people food fights, no more fights for food
Too rich to have an attitude
Rich, content, guess that'll do
Spit, no phlegm they say I'm rude
I'm gifted